KILLER COWBOY CHARM by Vicki Lewis Thompson

Author:Vicki Lewis Thompson [Thompson, Vicki Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-05-13T23:59:09+00:00

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Chapter 9

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After quickly shaving off the stubble that had caused Meg so much anxiety, Clint hesitated only a moment before pulling on his jeans. Once he got to the bunkhouse he'd tell the guys that his original plan had been scrapped. Trouble was, he had no plan to put in its place.

A few hours ago he'd been in heaven, and now he was in hell. The carefree woman he'd spent the night with had morphed into a career-driven maniac. He didn't blame her for it—in a few minutes she would appear before millions of her fans and she didn't feel ready. That could throw anyone into a frenzy.

But the transformation had been a slap of cold reality, reminding him that no matter how perfect she'd seemed while she'd lain naked and willing in his arms, she was not the woman for him. Never had been, never would be. Just as well. He didn't need a woman in his life. He had his hands full worrying about the future of the Circle W.

Even so, he mourned the loss of that special feeling he and Meg had shared. For two people to fall into sync so quickly had to be unusual. No matter how many times he'd told himself the feeling couldn't last, he hadn't been prepared for it to end like this. He felt emotionally cut off, amputated from all that was warm and sweet.

Now he had to go down to the bunkhouse and act as if nothing had happened up here last night. That could have been easier if he and Meg had cooked up a story about how they'd passed the evening. They hadn't had time for that.

Still, before he left the house he ought to do a few things to cover their tracks. She was still in the bathroom putting on her war paint when he went into her bedroom and tossed back the covers on the bed she'd never slept in. After rumpling the sheets, he smacked his fist into the pillow, denting it as if she'd put her head there all night.

From there he went into the living room, where the scent of wood smoke brought back potent memories. Her clothes lay across the back of the easy chair and his clothes were crumpled haphazardly on the floor. His mind stuttered when he realized Jamie could have easily come up here when he'd gotten no answer on Meg's phone.

Or Tuck might have decided to pop in. The clothes in the living room would have been impossible to explain. Thank God their cleaning lady, who was a terrible gossip, only showed up once a week. She'd been there the day before getting the place spotless for Meg's visit.

On his way back down the hall to throw their stuff in each of their respective bedrooms, he nearly ran over Meg barging out of the bathroom. He screeched to a halt.

"I thought you'd left," she said as she pulled a blue knit top over her head.

He followed her into her bedroom and dumped her clothes on the bed.

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