Long Way Home by Gena Dalton

Author:Gena Dalton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2003-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Jo Lena could barely get her mind around it: Monte thought he’d missed something by going away. Was that why he’d come back?

Little flashes of fantasy bombarded her. Monte reading the letter from the lawyer over her shoulder, Monte fixing up her house, Monte helping Lily Rae ride Annie, who was truly Jo Lena’s horse. Had Monte bought this place because she was living here?

Had Monte come back to the Hill Country, not because he was hurt, but to find her again?

Monte McMahan, who never directly talked about his feelings—ever—had just admitted he’d missed a lot by leaving her. He had changed, he was different….

And she was losing her mind.

She took a long, deep breath to try to slow the beating of her heart. Whatever Monte had missed was his own fault.

And still, after six years, he was thinking only of himself. Of what he had missed.

What he had missed was being at her side when she needed him most. It still made her sad and it made her mad to think about it.

“Really?” she said. “What is it you think you’ve missed, Monte?”

His look was so intense, so searching, that it stirred her heart. She began to lose the anger.

“Sudden blackouts, for one thing,” he drawled, grinning at her while he absently stroked Annie’s neck.

“You didn’t miss any of those. We never had them until you came back.”

“I missed dozens of cinnanmum cookies,” he said.

“True.”

“And I missed waking up on your clean floor…”

“True.”

“…and seeing you open your big, blue eyes to the new morning.”

She stared at him as her heart turned over. He had felt the same subtle magic she had felt, there in her big, shadowy living room, when the sun came up.

He took off his hat and then resettled it on his head, his warm green gaze never leaving hers. His hair was tousled. She wanted to brush it off his forehead and smooth it to the side.

“You must be thinking about Lily Rae,” she said. “She has big, blue eyes.”

“True,” he said, “but it’s you I’m thinking about, Jo Lena.”

She wanted to flirt back, she wanted to turn and walk away, she wanted to tell him he was six years too late with that smile, she wanted to take two steps and walk into his arms. She had to get out of here this minute.

I’ll be around.

He had said that in the surest tone possible.

But he wouldn’t be. Before very many days had passed, he’d be oblivious to anything he might’ve missed right here at home and be off chasing after some other life experience that he was afraid to lose.

This was Monte McMahan and she’d better not forget it.

She couldn’t forget it. There had never been another man like him in her life and, suddenly, with a knowledge that speared her in the heart, she knew there never would be another one like him for her.

I’ll be around.

Could it be that God had sent him back to her to stay?

Her blood leapt, singing, through her veins.

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