The Cowboy's Pride by Charlene Sands

Author:Charlene Sands
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-05-30T16:00:00+00:00

Six

Clay opened the door to his new Mercedes sedan gesturing with a sweep of his hand for Trish to get in. Petal sleeves fell from her shoulders in a flow of soft pink as her summery dress nudged at her knees. Matching heels brought her up several inches to meet his eyes, and the whole package as Trish stood there beside him put his luxurious car to shame. Damn, but his wife cleaned up nicely. He’d done the same, trading in his ranch attire for dark trousers and a white silver-studded shirt. He wore a black Stetson and polished boots.

Trish didn’t seem to notice him or the car.

Turning, she glanced at the front door one last time, nibbling on her ruby glossed lips. Her brows gathered together like storm clouds.

“Go on and enjoy your evening,” Helen called from the doorway. “The baby will be fine.”

Trish took a swallow. If she were going to her own execution she couldn’t have looked more forlorn. She cast Helen a sick smile and then spun slowly around.

“You ready?” he asked.

Her head bobbed absentmindedly. “I think so.”

Clay grinned. “Then jump in.”

Trish wasn’t doing any jumping tonight. Every move was slow and deliberate. “Oh, okay.”

He took her sweater and purse from her hands and helped her into the front seat. She cast a longing look at the front door. Helen gave a final wave of encouragement and disappeared inside the house.

Once he was behind the wheel, he turned to her. “Well, what do you think?”

“What do I think about what?” She looked at him, puzzled.

Distracting her wasn’t easy. “My new ride.”

“Oh.” She took in the buttery almond leather seats and the dashboard that sported more buttons than a jet’s cockpit. “It’s nice. Different than what you usually drive.” Then she glanced around really taking a good look. She swiveled her head to the back. “It’s roomy. Are you out of the sports car phase?”

“At my age, one would hope.” When he’d bought the car, it was with family in mind. This time around speed and sleekness hadn’t been his first priority. He wanted something larger, sturdier and one that would hold a car seat or two. Wasn’t a far stretch to say that the sooner he filled up those car seats, the better. He wasn’t getting any younger. Men had mental biological clocks…and his was ticking like crazy.

“Thirty-six isn’t exactly old. I don’t see any mold growing off your chest, uh, you know what I mean.”

He smiled, amused at her reference. “Thirty-seven. I had a birthday a few months back.”

Chagrined, Trish only smiled and wished him a belated birthday. Then she became very quiet, her mind a million miles away. She was worried about Meggie. Leaving her with Helen hadn’t been in the plans, but the baby had fallen asleep earlier than expected. Clay and Helen had a hard time convincing Trish to leave her asleep in her crib rather than disrupt her sleep. She’d hated doing it, but finally she’d agreed. It was obvious Trish couldn’t keep her mind on anything else.

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