Pressure Point (Rhinestone Cowgirls Book 3) by Carver Rhonda Lee

Author:Carver, Rhonda Lee [Carver, Rhonda Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-04-30T07:00:00+00:00

“The bridge is washed out. Can’t make it over. We’re heading back home. Stay safe and enjoy your weekend with Nash.”

Em grimaced. Oh no…

If Jewels and Spark couldn’t get across the bridge that meant Pearl and DJ wouldn’t either. And if the bridge was flooded, that meant she and Nash couldn’t get out. They were stuck…together…alone…

Her heart skipped a beat and her palms turned clammy.

Nash’s whistling wafted out from the kitchen and she winced. Would he be so jovial once he realized they wouldn’t have company?

She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth and gently nibbled in thought. If she didn’t know any better she’d think Nash had an in with Mother Nature.

The crackles of the fire joined his whistling. Her stomach flip-flopped.

Oh yes, the man had a plan and could she deny him?

She stepped into the kitchen, watching him. He moved about the small space like he owned it. She imagined Nash would be comfortable in any environment. He had confidence out the ying-yang and the sweet charm didn’t hurt, but instead made him dangerous to every woman within a ten-mile radius. And to some extent, she wasn’t immune.

He stood in front of the stove, tossing something. She continued to stare. He had nice broad shoulders, slender hips and a rock hard bottom from spending a lot of time in a saddle. The worn jeans contributed to the effect. And he was bare foot. Her throat constricted and her skin sizzled. Now how sexy was that…?

Clearing her throat, Nash gave her a look over his shoulder.

“There you are. Wow, I’m impressed with this kitchen It’s small, but has everything.” He turned a knob on the stainless steel range.

“Dad had the kitchen remodeled a few years ago, the whole place really.” Red brick housed a state-of-the-art range and the separate wall oven. A matching refrigerator stood along another wall. A cutting board kitchen island stood in the center, covered in salad fixings. This was the most action this space had seen in a long time.

“Does your father spend a lot of time here?”

She shrugged. “Quite a bit, just not in here particularly. I think his intentions are that we will meet here for the holidays.” She pulled out a bar stool from the island and sat.

“You don’t already? This place is gorgeous. At least a mile between neighbors.”

“Well, we haven’t been here as a family since…” she thought back. “At least five years.” She tugged the hem of her shirt down her hips and realized she and Nash were dressed similar, except his shirt wasn’t from a concert.

“This weekend with your family will be good then.” He winked.

“I’m afraid plans have changed.” His brow lifted. “I just received a message from Jewels. The bridge is flooded and they couldn’t get through, and no one is going out.”

He blinked. “Does it take long for the water to subside?”

“It should be by tomorrow, hopefully.” She sighed. “If we need anything there’s a corner market a few miles from here that keeps a pretty good stock of basic items, although, it appears you were prepared for a flood.

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