Come Closer, Cowboy by Debbi Rawlins

Author:Debbi Rawlins [Rawlins, Debbi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-04-20T16:00:00+00:00

12

“OH, NO. THIS CAN’T be happening. No. No. No.” Mallory clutched the steering wheel, rocking forward, as if the momentum of her body weight could keep her sputtering car going. “Don’t do this,” she pleaded, petting the dashboard. “Please. I promise to get you washed once a week. And no more candy wrappers on the floor. I swear.”

Finally, she gave in and eased her poor old compact off the highway before she stalled out and ended up blocking traffic—although she had yet to see a single car and she was already halfway to Kalispell. So, great.

Terrific.

Wasn’t this turning out to be the perfect day? It’d started with a broken water main. No one seemed to know how soon it would be repaired. And no water meant she couldn’t open the Full Moon.

Oh, yeah, this was awesome.

The car stopped. Just died, right there, without so much as huffing one last sputtering breath.

She rubbed her face and eyes, and then screamed as loud as she could before glaring through the windshield at the hood. No steam was coming out. Whatever that meant in the grand scheme of things, she chose to take it as a good sign.

This was Gunner’s fault. She hadn’t seen him for twenty-four hours. Not since he’d helped her unload the U-Haul yesterday. He hadn’t come by the bar last night, which surprised her. But that was beside the point. Somehow, he was to blame for her normally dependable Hyundai conking out. She just knew it.

Oh, he’d texted some bullshit excuse that he had business to tend to, and that he’d see her soon. She wasn’t stupid. What business could he possibly have in Blackfoot Falls? Not for the first time, she wondered if he’d left town, and she felt her throat constrict. He would’ve told her if he had to drive back. After their talk and everything, he wouldn’t just disappear without a goodbye.

Unless this was payback.

No, that wasn’t his style. Gunner didn’t pull punches and he had a certain look that could make a strong man quake in his boots. She’d witnessed that steely-eyed expression a few times when he’d put himself between her and a drunk at the Renegade. But something clearly had been bothering him yesterday. His mood had gone downhill in the morning and he’d never quite shaken it off. Not that he’d been short-tempered or grouchy. Just quiet. She’d asked what was wrong. All he’d say was nothing while giving her a smile.

She truly hoped he didn’t think she blamed him for trashing the little collectibles because she didn’t, not even for a second.

Her car breaking down? Yes. This was totally his fault. Somehow.

Grabbing her phone, she climbed out, muttering curses, and then glared at the back tire, which wasn’t the problem at all.

“Why couldn’t it have been you? I know how to change a tire.” She gave it a kick anyway. Just in case. It was strange how cars and computers sometimes responded to threats.

Though not this time.

Shading her eyes and squinting into the late-afternoon sun, she couldn’t see a vehicle coming either way.

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