The Last to Know by Michel Prince

Author:Michel Prince
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, interracial, cowboy, southwest, bmww
Publisher: Michel Prince

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Savannah wasn’t sure what to make of Clay dropping her off at her car. In fact, she couldn’t understand him at all. For her, men were simple creatures that wanted sex and avoided commitment unless that meant regular sex, but no strings. Clayton Long—she even remembered his whole name, on the other hand—seemed to want her. Making her smile all the time, causing his eyes to light up and dance, which set off butterflies in her stomach.

Then again, she wasn’t exactly spreading her legs and saying come get me big boy either. Nope. She wasn’t going to stay in this half a horse town with its hand full of fast food joints, one Discount Mart and bar to per capita ratio that seemed a bit unsustainable.

“I thought I was the only one stupid enough to basically live here,” Carolyn said as she slammed her car door shut. Flipping her key ring around her finger as she walked while she eyed Savannah from head to toe and gave a nod. “At least, you’re dressed better today.”

“Oh, I just—these aren’t my clothes.”

“You’re standin’ a bit funny, but I didn’t think you looked like you were doing the walk of shame.”

“Clay took me riding this morning.”

“Did he now?” Carolyn smiled wide. “He is a charmer, if I was twenty years younger I’d let him ride me.”

“No,” Savannah said with a blush of heat to her cheeks. “A real ride on Trixie, one of his horses.”

“Well, that’s a waste of time in my books.”

“You don’t like horses?”

“Love them. Used to barrel ride when I was young and sexy like you,” she said giving Savannah’s arm a slap. “Now, I’m just old and irresistible, it’s the cross I bear, but I meant I’m sure Clay could have had you walkin’ funny for a much more satisfying reason.”

“I can’t read him,” she confessed. “Not sure what he wants.”

“You’d be the first. He’s a straight shooter with the girls for the most part. If he wants more, he’ll tell you.”

“And if he doesn’t?”

“He’ll back away slowly. He’s a heartbreaker, but not on purpose.”

“I need to go home and shower.”

“Don’t worry, the lunch crowd isn’t worth wasting your time on. What are you thinking? A few more nights, then callin’ it and moving back to Dallas?”

“I haven’t thought that far ahead.”

“Damn girl, we could have been twins,” Carolyn remarked as she crossed the rest of the way to the front door before calling out, “See you tonight.”

What did that lawyer tell her when she came out here? These were good people? On the drive back to the ranch, she took in the landscape and the rich red coloring of the earth. Could she live here? She wondered then shook it clear of her mind. What if Clay was right and in ten years, Tender Root would only have a gas station, the Hard Root and the Long Ranch to its name? No school, no families, no church or community. A ghost town. As much as she enjoyed the quiet ride with Clay, it was more about the company, not the solace.

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