Count on a Cowboy by Thayer Patricia

Count on a Cowboy by Thayer Patricia

Author:Thayer, Patricia [Thayer, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-03-09T07:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eleven

Ten minutes later, Brooke was still in the bathroom, and Trent put on his clothes before heading downstairs to the office. He stopped short at the door to find Rory Quinn pacing in front of his father’s old desk. Suddenly he noticed how tired the man looked, how much more prominent the lines in his face were. Rory was tall, but his shoulders seemed to be more hunched over these days.

That didn’t stifle Trent’s anger. “Just what the hell were you doing out there?”

Rory jammed his hands on his hips. “I could ask you the same thing.”

Trent came into the room. “I stopped answering for my actions a long time ago, Rory. Besides, I’m not the one barging into a home...uninvited.”

Rory lowered his gaze. “Diane and Laurel needed some time, and I was in the way. So I came here hoping to get some answers. Was that Brooke Harper with you?”

“Yes, it was.” Trent couldn’t help being embarrassed that they’d got caught in a compromising position, but he was more concerned about Brooke.

Rory frowned. “So she’s going to seduce you just like her mother did me?”

Rory didn’t even know Brooke to compare her to her mother. “You know, maybe this isn’t a good time to be discussing this,” Trent told him. “How about we talk tomorrow? When you have a chance to cool off.”

Without so much as a goodbye, Rory walked out. Maybe that was good. Too many words had been spoken between them. They needed to hold their tongues before they said things that couldn’t be taken back. He heard the door close, then the sound of a truck driving off.

Trent combed his fingers through his hair. What the hell just happened? He’d nearly made love to Brooke in a hot tub, that was what happened. He could still feel Brooke’s body pressed against his, the taste of her skin on his lips and he hardened with a need he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“I’m sorry, Trent.”

He swung around to see Brooke standing in his doorway. She was once again dressed in her jeans and blouse. “You have nothing to be sorry for, Brooke.” He went to her, but she held him off by raising her hand.

Humiliated, Brooke shifted from one foot to the other. Just what she wanted, for her father to think she was easy. “Rory thinks I’m like my mother. He’s never going to let me see Laurel, let alone talk her into coming back to Las Vegas.”

Trent gave her a smile that had her aching in need. “You don’t know your sister. Laurel does what she wants to do. Besides she’s not a child any longer.”

“But she’s just gone through so much with her groom running off.” She didn’t want to add any more to the pile. “And what about your business relationship with Rory? I won’t come between you two. My mother will have to understand.”

Trent crossed the room to her, then reached for her, drawing her close. Brooke started to push him away, but she was weak and needed his strength.



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