Fortune's Secret Husband by Karen Rose Smith

Author:Karen Rose Smith
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Chase and Lucie stood by the paddock fence, watching Gypsy. Dusk was starting to fall as the shadows in the pasture began melting together. The sun was tipping over the horizon.

“You don’t think Wilcox saw us run out the back door, do you?” She must have asked Chase that about ten times, but she needed reassurance. She’d left her wig and baseball cap in the car after they arrived at the Bar P, but she almost felt as if she should be wearing her disguise even here.

“I’m sure he didn’t. There’s no way he could have recognized you in that crowded bar, let alone suspected we’d run out the back. There were so many people everywhere, Lucie. There was no way he could have seen you or kept track of you.”

“It couldn’t have been sheer coincidence he was there, and you know it.”

“Maybe, maybe not. It could have been bad luck we ended up in the same place as he was. He was probably all over Austin looking for stories at the festivals.”

She sighed. “I hope you’re right. I’d hate to think he was tracking me.”

He rested his hand on her shoulder. “You’re safe here. We both took such a circuitous route, I’m sure no one followed us.”

She could feel the heat of his hand through the fabric of her blouse. She looked up at him, feeling that thrill she always felt when she was with him. “Your mom seemed interested in the festivals. Doesn’t she go?”

“Too much walking, too many people. At least that’s what she tells me. But I don’t think she wants to go alone.”

“She doesn’t have friends she could go with?”

“She did before my dad’s stroke. But since then, she’s devoted herself to him, all her time and all her energy. When she did that, friends dropped away. She still has contacts on charity boards and at church, but those aren’t the kinds of friends you want to run around South by Southwest with.”

“No, I imagine you want a close friend for that, one who appreciates all of it as much as you do.”

Today she’d felt close to Chase. She’d felt as if they were on an adventure again together as they had been in Scotland. They’d communicated, bonded and laughed together.

He must have been thinking about that, too. “You’re even more beautiful now than you were ten years ago,” he murmured.

“And you’re...” she started. “You’re as sexy and as hard to resist now as you were back then. Even without your fake mustache.”

His lips twitched up in a smile, right before he bent his head and wrapped his arms around her. She was surrounded by sensations that almost made her tipsy. There was the scent of Chase, the evening muskiness of damp earth and pine. A light breeze stirred her hair as Chase laced one hand in it. She savored the idea of his kiss as much as she wanted it. The anticipation was a heady aphrodisiac.

He must have thought so, too, because he wasn’t rushing anything.

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