Cowboy Wilde (Cooper's Hawke Landing Book 2) by Rhonda Lee Carver

Author:Rhonda Lee Carver [Carver, Rhonda Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-27T23:00:00+00:00

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Ruger found her excitement over a bug in her hair humorous.

She dropped her hands but not at her sides. Surprisingly, she laid her palms against his chest and clenched the fabric of his shirt in her fists. “I don’t hate bugs, but I don’t want one on me. What is it? Can you tell? Can you get it?”

Biting back a round of laughter, he lifted her hair, carefully searching through the soft mass, realizing he wasn’t looking for a bug as much as he was enjoying how her hair felt and her wonderful scent. He finally caught the bug. “It’s a moth. I think the poor thing is about as scared as you are.” He held it up for her to see then he gently let it go.

“I doubt it.” She shivered. “That tiny thing caused that much ruckus? I thought I had a bat in my hair.”

“Moths won’t hurt you,” he said.

“You must think I’m foolish.” She looked up at him through the veil of her thick lashes and the tip of her tongue swept across her bottom lip as if in invitation.

“No, I don’t think you’re foolish. I think you’re a city girl, but you’re coming around. I see the changes.”

“You say that with a lot of pleasure.” She smiled, keeping her hands on his chest.

“Trust me, I get a lot of pleasure being near you.” He shifted and a pain shot through his side. The cut was healing but slowly.

“Are you okay? I noticed you squinted in pain earlier too.”

There wasn’t much he disliked more than talking about himself. “Just a scratch.”

“Can I see?” Without an invitation, she lifted his shirt. “That’s an awfully large bandage for a scratch.”

“I did it while searching for the boy. I’m okay. Really, it’s nothing.”

“How about I look? I’m not a doctor or nurse, but I have some amazing salve I can put on it. I grabbed it while I was in town to take care of the blisters on my hands. Take your shirt off and I’ll go get it.”

He opened his mouth to reject her offer, but he was too late. She was already through the screen door. Maybe he should have someone look at the cut. It was in a spot he couldn’t see very well in the mirror.

Lifting off his shirt, he hung it over the rail and sat down on the step of the new porch he’d finished building a few days ago. A sense of pride washed over him. He liked seeing results.

Grace came back like a breath of fresh air, the hem of the dress swished around her delicate ankles. She looked beautiful in anything, but the way the fabric caressed her curves made him hungry and not for food.

She brought with her a clear container, a handful of cotton balls and a box of bandages pressed between her arm and chest. For not being in the medical field she certainly seemed prepared to handle wounds of any kind.

Taking a seat next to him on the step, he got an intoxicating scent of apple pie and sweet vanilla from her.

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