Nelson'S Brand by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer [Palmer, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Fiction, Romance, Montana, Contemporary, Ranches
ISBN: 9780373483617
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1997-08-01T00:00:00+00:00

"But I love it!" Allison said, surprised. "Indian history is one of my hobbies. I found it fascinating."

Winnie's eyebrows went up. ''My, my, imagine that." She grinned. "Way to go, tiger. You may land that feisty fish yet. Come on. I'll feed you."

The remark gave Allison hope, and she needed it. Her conscience was bothering her. She really should tell Gene the truth. If only she could be sure that he wouldn't turn around and walk away from her for good.

The next day, Allison decided that the best thing to wear to a rodeo—since her one pair of jeans was in the wash—was a full blue denim skirt with sporty pul -on pink sneakers and a pink T-shirt. But she wore a lightweight rose-patterned sweater with it, because she hadn't forgotten how cool it had been in Billings after dark. She pul ed her hair into a ponytail and tied it with a pink scarf. Then she sat down to wait for

Gene, because she'd dressed two hours early for their date. Every few minutes she involuntarily checked her watch. The instrument was so much part of her uniform when she worked that she felt naked without it. Despite the innovations in modern medicine, a watch with a sweep second hand was about the most advanced equipment for pulse monitoring available in the primitive areas where she and her parents had worked.

Winnie's mother had been invited to a baby shower for a friend's daughter, and Winnie was going out with Dwight. They left just a few minutes before Gene arrived. True to her word, Winnie didn't make a single remark about the date. She just hugged Allison and smiled sympathetically. That was no surprise. Winnie was in love herself, so she certainly understood how it felt.

Gene arrived exactly on time. He was dressed for a casual evening, in jeans and hand-tooled black leather boots with a blue patterned Western shirt and a turquoise-and-silver bola. He wore a new black Stetson tonight with a moccasin headband, and he was freshly shaved and showered.

He smiled down appreciatively at the way she looked in her skirt and T-shirt with her silky black hair in a ponytail. His body had given him no peace for the past few days, going over and over the sweetness of Allison's response to him and the joy he'd felt in her company. They shared so many common interests that he actually enjoyed talking to her. Not that the way they exploded when they touched was any less potent. Not for worlds would he have admitted how much he'd looked forward to tonight. Looking at her made him feel good. Being with her was satisfying and sweet. And, unfortunately, addictive. He was going to have to do something about it; the sooner the better. She couldn't be staying much longer, and she was beginning to interfere with not only his work, but his sleep. He found himself thinking of her constantly, wanting to be with her. He was acting like a lovesick boy and he didn't want to dis-grace himself by letting anyone know.

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