Her Cowboy Lawman by Pamela Britton

Author:Pamela Britton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-09-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“Where are my shoes?” Lauren tossed one pair of shoes after another—mostly different types of tennis shoes—toward the base of her bed. “I swear this closet is too big.”

“Mom,” Kyle said from behind her. “Relax. It’s just a date.”

So speaketh the child. As if he knew what it was like to go out on a date with someone.

“It’s not a date,” she quickly corrected. “It’s just dinner.”

Her son snorted. She shot him a glare, but who was she trying to kid? She’d been telling herself all week it was no big deal. That it was a purely platonic dinner, but she’d realized about Thursday she was being an idiot. It didn’t help that it was Valentine’s Day. For some reason that had changed things. Now she was a complete mess, a part of wondering if she should cancel, another part of her, the feminine side that wanted to feel special and like a woman again, wanted to look her best. And thus her frantic search for the perfect dress and now the shoes she knew she had somewhere. It was Valentine’s Day weekend, and by gum, she was going out on a date.

“I know they’re in here, darn it.”

She was in search of a single pair of high-heel shoes that she’d almost thrown out when she’d unpacked a few weeks ago. Something had made her stop, some forlorn hope that maybe she wasn’t a complete emotional mess and she’d be brave enough to go out on a date at some point in her life. And now look. Only she couldn’t find the darn shoes.

“Did you look up on the shelf?”

She straightened suddenly. “That’s right.”

She had to drag a chair to reach all way to the back, and sure enough, there they were.

“Eureka.” She did a little happy dance with the shoes in her hands.

Kyle stared at her as if she’d lost her mind. “Calm down.”

She glanced at the clock. She’d spent fifteen minutes finding the shoes. Bren would be here any moment now.

Her stomach rolled like it was a wave crashing onto shore.

It’s not a date, she told herself.

It’s a date, she admitted. She’d better just dive in and go whole hog.

“You’re going to look pretty, Mom.”

She glanced at the red dress she’d yet to don and wondered if he was right. It’d been so long since she’d worn something nice for a man. She wasn’t sure she remembered how. Bren had told her to dress up. That he was taking her someplace nice. She’d done her best, but she’d given up on styling her hair earlier, leaving it hanging down her back. She might have gone overboard on her makeup, though. She wasn’t sure how much to put on and her bathroom light was so bright...

“Mom!”

She straightened suddenly, turning toward her son. “What?”

“He’s here.”

“What?”

She raced to the front of the house. She peeked out the front window, and sure enough, she could see the dark outline of his truck.

“Damn.” She ran back to her room. “Stall him.

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