The Cowboy's Family Plan by Duarte Judy

Author:Duarte, Judy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-11-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Outside Anita’s, Alex stood with Selena under the golden glow of the streetlight, reluctant to say good-night, yet knowing she needed to hurry.

“Thank you for dinner,” she said.

He chuckled. “It was on the house, remember?”

She smiled. “Still, you invited me.”

“Then you’re welcome.”

Alex placed his hand on Selena’s shoulder. “Come on, I’ll give you a ride.”

“Thank you,” Selena said. “I’ll take you up on the offer.”

Overhead, the evening sky was filled with bright, twinkling stars, and the autumn air was crisp. It would have been a nice night to walk Selena home, rather than drive her.

He would have been tempted to slip his hand in hers, to let her know how proud he was of her, how glad he was to be her...

To be her what? Her friend? That didn’t quite cut it. But then again, “girlfriend” sounded juvenile.

Lover came to mind. And if he’d actually had the opportunity to walk her home, to wait for an invitation to come inside...

Instead, he opened the passenger door and waited for her to climb into his truck. Then he slid behind the wheel and backed out of the parking space.

“Where to?” he asked.

“Five blocks north, then take a right on Hawthorne.”

When they reached the intersection she’d mentioned, he headed right on Hawthorne, a tree-lined street with homes that had been built in the late 1940s and early 1950s. The neighborhood appeared to be quiet, and the kind Norman Rockwell might have used as a model for some of his artwork.

“This is it.” Selena pointed to a pale yellow house with brick trim and a dark green door. “It’s not much, but it’s where I call home.”

Alex wasn’t sure why she downplayed the place. It certainly looked appealing to him, with its manicured lawn and all the lush plants and flowers that lined the path to the stoop. Two ceramic pots of red geraniums flanked the front door, which sported a floral wreath.

He pulled along the curb and shut off the ignition. Before he could slide out of the driver’s side, go around to her side and open the door for her, she let herself out.

“So what time will you pick me up Friday evening?” she asked as though it was all decided.

He couldn’t stop a smile from stealing across his face. The last they’d left it, she was going to think about going with him to the Stagecoach Inn.

Apparently she’d decided to go. And he was grateful for that. It was nice to know they were both feeling a natural pull toward romance.

“The line-dancing competition starts at eight,” he said. “Is seven o’clock too early for me to pick you up?”

“No, that’s fine.”

He waited a beat, then did what he’d been dying to do all evening. He kissed her good-night.

As he’d come to expect, her taste was just as unique as her scent, and so was the way she melded into his arms. A man could get used to kissing her senseless. And as much as Alex was tempted to

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