Redeeming Her Montana Love by Vella Munn

Author:Vella Munn
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
Publisher: The Tule Publishing Group, LLC
Published: 2016-07-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

HE’D COME CLOSE to losing it.

Nate spread the charcoal. He’d already put the potatoes on but it would be at least a half hour before he started cooking the steaks. Alisha had slipped a jacket over her shoulders and moved the lawn chairs close to the fire pit. Before tending to the barbeque, he’d placed several dry pine rounds on the campfire. Hopefully she was close enough to it to stay warm.

Her dress was killing him. The only thing he knew or cared about it was that the fabric was soft and glided over her curves. He’d debated asking if she’d chosen it because it fit her so well but that was the same as asking if she intended to seduce him. If that had been her intention, she wouldn’t have told him about her mother’s suicide would she? Instead she would have chosen a seductive subject.

His mouth still carried her imprint, and his groin still ached, which was why he hadn’t immediately shown her the bottle of wine he’d bought at the overpriced resort store. He needed to try to turn this date into something he could handle.

“I hope white wine is all right,” he said as he handed her a glass he’d found in her kitchen. “I didn’t have much choice.”

She lifted the glass to the mouth he’d invaded earlier and sipped. “You didn’t have to do that. I have some here.”

“I’m tonight’s chef. I wanted to go all the way.”

When she chuckled, he figured she was thinking about the bagged salad makings he’d dumped in a bowl but maybe she didn’t know any more about how to get the conversation started in a safe direction than he did.

“You’re warm enough?”

“Yep. I knew better than to wear what I am. This altitude and time of the year, it always gets cold at night.”

“The dress looks nice.”

“Nice?” She studied him from under her lashes. “Between you and me, I seldom have the opportunity to wear something like this and yet occasionally I can’t resist the urge.” She stroked the fabric over her legs. “My idea of dress up. A little frilly and feminine.”

He sat and watched the fire. At least he’d had the sense to move the chair to a safe distance from her. “If you want to talk about your mom some more—”

“I don’t. I pretty much tore that subject apart.” She rested her heels on one of the rocks that defined the fire pit. If the skirt wasn’t ankle length, he would have glimpsed much more than was wise. What was it about hints of a feminine body that got to him?

Yes, feminine. No longer the head of a successful business but a woman spending an evening with a man. Him. Soaking up the fire’s heat and waiting for the stars to come out.

“What about your mother?” she asked. “Is she alive?”

Careful. Don’t step into any landmines. “Yes. She lives in Chicago with her husband.”

“I take it your parents are divorced.”

It was much more complicated than that, but he had no intention of risking ruining the evening and maybe everything by explaining.

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