Expecting Fortune's HeirA Change of Fortune by Cindy Kirk

Expecting Fortune's HeirA Change of Fortune by Cindy Kirk

Author:Cindy Kirk
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Cherish
Published: 2013-01-15T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Two

The dancing had only just begun for Sawyer.

As he lifted Laurel Redmond back up and continued with the two-stepping, her blond hair brushed his chin. She was tall enough that he could smell the shampoo she used and the soap on her skin—something clean but not flowery. Something just right for a woman whose hand felt the tiniest bit rough from the work she did as a pilot.

Just right for a woman who had been keeping him guessing for the past fifteen minutes.

He led her around the floor, both of them not talking, just flowing to the music. He liked the way she moved. Liked that they were getting looks from others in the room, as if they’d been dancing together for a while.

Most of all, though, he liked that she’d clearly been interested in him before he’d told her that he was a Fortune.

He’d been able to see that she was drawn to him by the flush on her cheeks and the way she’d sassed him at the bar. Maybe she was a tough talker, but there was also a softness to her, another dimension to her that he wasn’t sure she liked to flaunt.

When the song ended, he didn’t let her go. At first, she didn’t make a move to release herself from him, either.

They just looked at each other.

Bluebonnet eyes, he thought, remembering the spring flowers he’d seen during rides across the property of the New Fortunes Ranch.

A second passed. Two. Heartbeats climbing on top of each other in his chest.

But when the DJ started yammering about another giveaway, Laurel pulled back from him. He could’ve sworn that she looked a bit disappointed—at the lack of music? That their dance was over?—as she headed for the few steps that raised the dance floor from ground level.

He wasn’t far behind her. No way was he letting her run off.

“I hear you’re pretty new in town,” he said over the DJ’s voice.

“I’ve been here since last summer,” she responded over her shoulder.

“That’s new enough.”

“You’re new. At least relatively. I know because I read the papers.”

“How about I buy you a drink to mark our entry into Red Rock society?”

She didn’t answer until they wound through the crowd and got to the bar, where she snagged her drink from between two cowgirls who’d bellied up to her place and closed ranks over it, all but taking over her stool.

“No booze for me, thanks,” she finally said to him when she had her beverage in hand. She lifted it. “I’m sticking to soda tonight.”

Whether she realized it or not, she was having a conversation with him. From a shut-down to this, he thought. Not too bad.

“But you usually do drink?” he asked.

A Garth Brooks song started playing, and he had to bend closer to hear her.

“I’m flying tomorrow,” she said in his ear. “I never indulge the night before.”

The warmth of her breath against his cheek sent a whir spinning through him, like propellers ready to go.

He took a chance, inching even closer to her.



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