The Billionaire Cowboy's Speech (Necessity, Texas) by Margo Bond Collins

Author:Margo Bond Collins [Bond Collins, Margo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-12-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

I can't touch him.

God, I want to.

Leta couldn't stop thinking about the way Tor had looked, his shirt hanging open, that cleft in his chin and the hint of a dimple in his cheek outlined by the light from the setting sun.

He was beautiful—even more so, she suspected, under his clothes.

But she had known that from the moment she met him. She hadn't tried to touch him before.

So what the hell was that back there?

And more importantly, what could she do to keep it from happening again? Falling into the arms of yet another man she barely knew? That was about the stupidest move she could make.

He's a nice guy. We could be friends.

Friends. Yes. That was the way to go. Treat him like a buddy. A roommate. Nothing more.

I can do that.

She managed it, too, all the way through returning the rooster to the coop, and taking the horses to their stables to get them settled for the night. When Tor stood behind her to show her how to hold the curry comb, she pretended not to notice the heat from his chest against her back.

Instead, she kept up a light, cheerful stream of talk directed to the horse.

That worked until they got into his pickup to drive back to the bunkhouse. Inside the cab, Leta could almost feel all the unspoken words piling up around her, between them.

Was that how Tor felt all the time? Like the words he couldn't say hung in the air long after their moment had passed? Like he walked through an entire world of things unsaid?

You're getting delirious, Leta.

But she couldn't shake the image, even as she stared out the window into the country darkness, unrelieved by any lights other than their own headlights.

"Ankle?" Tor asked as they pulled into the bunkhouse drive, the first thing either of them had said since leaving the stables.

"It kind of hurts," Leta admitted. "I think maybe I'd better take it easy tomorrow."

There. Cut off any suggestions for more outings together.

She fled to her room as soon as they made it inside.

Part of her couldn't help but think she was being a coward.

Anyway, her ankle really did need a break.

* * *

By the next night, though, Leta'd had all the rest she could take.

She much preferred going for horseback rides and chasing down errant roosters to sitting on the couch—even if she had finished two novels she'd downloaded to her e-reader.

I'm not made to sit around doing nothing.

It's probably a good thing I didn't end up staying in Chet Tyler's cabin, after all. Even if it had been livable, I would have been bored out of my skull within two days.

No. It was definitely much better to have met a handsome, entertaining, almost entirely non-verbal cowboy. One who had come in from working all day and headed straight to the bathroom for a shower—and who could be drafted to entertain her right now.

"I'm getting bored with sitting on this couch so much," she called out to Tor as he passed her on his way down the hall.

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