Cowboy Fairytales Omnibus by Lacy Williams

Author:Lacy Williams [Williams, Lacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lacy Williams Books LLC

How exactly had he ended up here?

Pieter was a prince of Glorvaird. He'd never slept on the floor before in his life, except for those few awful nights during his childhood. He didn't like to think about those times. Ever.

But now he shifted on the uncomfortable thin carpet, a T-shirt and his sweatpants his only shield from the itchy fibers. His head rested on his bent elbow, and he stared up at the ceiling and the small red light that shone from the smoke detector. The pillow was missing half its stuffing and did nothing for him. Neither did the light blanket he'd found in the small hotel closet.

McKenna breathed deeply and evenly from the queen bed nearby. She'd wanted to refuse his offer to purchase supper. Maybe she didn't want to accept his charity, or maybe she didn't want to owe him.

He hadn't realized she was in such dire straits, even with the broken-down pickup and secondhand makeup bag. Should he have left her on the side of the road, instead of bringing her here? At least she'd been closer to family there, and surely one of her annoying cousins would've come and picked her up. Probably. Maybe.

He'd had to talk faster than ever before in his life to get her to accept a couple of slices of the pizza he'd bought from a fast food place on the way to the hotel. Surprising him again.

She'd practically inhaled the awful, cardboard tasting stuff, sitting cross-legged on the bedspread with no plate, only a paper towel in hand, watching television.

With her long hair spilling over her shoulders and her makeup all washed off, she looked like a teenager. But she’d kissed like a woman. Maybe an inexperienced woman, but he'd never felt such powerful emotion in a kiss.

Until she'd started crying. Had he frightened her? That certainly hadn’t been his intention.

And what had been his intention?

No, he didn’t want to go there, because he certainly hadn’t been thinking, only reacting.

He couldn't tell whether McKenna had actually shed any tears, though, because she'd kept her face turned to the window the entire, silent ride to the hotel. She hadn't sniffled, hadn't wiped at her face, so he didn't think she'd cried, but she'd been close.

What had he been thinking, kissing her like that? He hadn't, obviously. He'd been turned upside-down, as if he'd taken a hard tumble from a fast-moving bicycle.

How had things gotten so terribly mixed up?

He'd lost his focus. He'd come to the States for one reason only.

But somehow, from the moment he'd met her, his focus had shifted to McKenna and her troubles. Her innocence and her mission to win the pageant.

He tapped the fingers of his free hand in cadence against his chest. Then just his pinkie. His family crest ring was warm against his skin. Its weight reminded him of his purpose, reminded him that he hadn't checked in with the hospital. Probably his Mother had upset a nurse. It wouldn't be the first time, and he didn't feel a particular urgency to call.

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