Love With a Perfect Cowboy by Wilde Lori

Author:Wilde, Lori [Wilde, Lori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2014-05-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

AFTER the kiss, Luke had been the one to walk away.

How rude was that?

She’d been resisting him and resisting him, but then after he’d taken her lips by force, he stopped abruptly, readjusted his Stetson, and left her standing there on Main Street without another word.

Okay. Fine. He’d gotten his point across. She knew exactly what she was missing. Her life would be thinner for it, but oh well, such was the way of the world.

“Melody?” Her mother’s voice broke through her reverie.

It was noon on Wednesday. She had walked into the community center and plunked down in her customary seat without even greeting anyone. That’s how befuddled he’d left her. “Yes, Mother?”

“Are you all right?”

“Fine.” She smiled perkily.

Her mother eyed her suspiciously, but didn’t say anything else as she reached for the bag of letters and upended it in the middle of the table.

Melody straightened. Her letter was easy to spot in the red silk envelope, which was why she used it, of course. She reached for the letter. “I’ll get us started.”

Her mother gave her a strange look because Carol Ann was always the one who got things under way and kept everyone on task.

Melody bit down on the inside of her cheek. By taking the lead, was she giving herself away? Quickly, she put the letter back. “Just trying to help.”

“No, go ahead,” her mother said. “It’s nice to have someone else get us started for once.”

“Before we start, there’s something I wanted to speak to you guys about.” Melody toyed with the envelope, tapping first one edge and then another against the table.

“What’s that?”

Melody paused, looked around at the group, and prayed she wasn’t going to sound as obvious as she feared. “I’m planning on starting several social media sites for the town of Cupid.”

“You mean MyFace or SpaceBook or whatever it’s called?” Great-Aunt Delia asked.

Lace chuckled. “It’s MySpace and Facebook.”

Great-Aunt Delia waved a hand. “You know what I mean.”

“Yes, Auntie, like that. Anyway, I was thinking about what you said about Grandma Rose coming up with the idea of putting the letterbox in the garden during tough economic times and how it really increased tourist revenue. What do you all think about doing the modern-day version of that by putting the letters on Facebook or a Web site blog about Cupid?” Melody proposed.

“We talked about using the Internet before to answer the letters,” her mother said, “but remember we decided against it because of the manpower that would require, and it would reduce tourism if people didn’t have to come to Cupid to post their letters here in order to have them answered.”

“Oh, I’m not suggesting we change that policy.” Melody ran a fingernail under the flap of the red envelope. “Just that we pick a few select letters to feature every week. The ones we think have the most universal appeal and post the answers. Just to get a wider audience.”

“It sounds all right to me,” Great-Aunt Delia said. “What do you girls think?”

“I say let’s get behind anything that can boost tourism.

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