Prairie Marriages by Debbie Macomber

Author:Debbie Macomber
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MIRA Books
Published: 2019-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Pearl wondered if wives realized how much business she enjoyed because they refused to make love with their husbands. More than one miserable man had sought her out because of his wife’s recurring “headaches.” As a rule a married man went to his wife first and Pearl second. She was convinced half her clientele would rather have stayed home with their wives, if only the women had been a bit more accommodating.

The man sitting at the bar was a prime example. He looked like he was about to cry in his beer. Pearl read the signs like the pro she was. The gold band on his finger told her he was married. The scenarios ran pretty much alike: husband and wife would argue and he’d leave the house, needing time away to cool down. These couples had forgotten that making up should be fun and it should happen in bed. A few of the men went to Pearl to restore their damaged egos. Some visited her on impulse. Others craved a little tenderness even if they had to pay for it. Then there were the angry men, looking for someone on whom they could take out their rage. Those were the ones Pearl avoided.

It was difficult to tell which category the cowboy at the bar fell into. She walked over to where he sat and slipped onto the stool next to him.

“Hello, there,” she said in a husky provocative voice. “You’re looking lonely.”

He ignored her.

Pearl was accustomed to the cold shoulder, but she knew how to work her way around that. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

No response.

“Al, I’ll take a bloody Mary,” she called. The bartender acknowledged her order with a nod and she winked. Pearl rarely drank mixed drinks, and Al knew to make hers a virgin.

“Problems at home, cowboy?” she asked gently.

He glanced in her direction—an encouraging sign. She smiled prettily and, without being too obvious about it, made sure he got a good view of her assets. He downed his drink in short order, and Pearl noted the way his hand shook as he lowered the glass. Her guess was the argument he’d had with his wife had to do with sex. This guy was so damned hot, she could feel the heat radiating off him.

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked, and leaned forward to suck on the colored straw.

“No.”

Ever so lightly Pearl placed her long nails on his forearm. “Want to do something about it?”

She had his full attention now. In no hurry, she ran the tip of her tongue over her lips, cold now from the iced drink and reddened from the spicy tomato juice. The cowboy didn’t seem able to stop looking at her mouth.

“Nobody can take care of you better than Pearl,” she promised, and took a long exaggerated suck from the straw.

He shut his eyes.

The battle was half-won. Pearl smiled to herself.

To her surprise he slapped his money on the bar and started to leave. He hadn’t taken more than two or three steps before he hesitated.

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