The Montana Doctor by Paula Altenburg

Author:Paula Altenburg
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781956387032
Publisher: Tule Publishing Group, LLC
Published: 2021-11-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Hannah

By Saturday, Hannah was ready to tell Dallas she was sick and cancel their date. They hadn’t spoken since Wednesday night, when she’d made a complete fool of herself, and there was a distinct possibility that he now had regrets.

She’d told him he was great in bed. That it was the best sex she’d ever had. She alternated between burning with mortification and the ice-cold chill of horror whenever she recalled it. She’d thrown herself at him in precisely the same manner Simone had. She made a mental note to be especially kind to Simone the next time she saw her.

By Sunday, however, rather than cancel, she’d decided to be an adult and own her behavior. She’d gone on exactly one date in her adult life and that was coffee with Levi, which could best be considered a test run, because there hadn’t been any sparks. There were sparks with Dallas. Plenty of them. She could be fun without being drunk and she’d prove it to him—to herself, too. She had to give up the whole “sex leads to marriage” mentality she’d had since she was fifteen. Women even voted, these days.

Deciding what to wear had taken her hours—she didn’t know what he had planned—so she went with a flared, sleeveless jersey dress in a bright floral print with pink cowgirl boots and a light denim jacket. She’d pinned her hair in a messy updo and even wore makeup. A brief moment of terror had her worrying she’d underdressed for a date with a billionaire, but most of the time Dallas couldn’t seem to remember he was rich, and since they were kicking the date off with a trip to the Grand Home for Special Care, it seemed highly unlikely.

Dallas texted to say he’d pick her up at two o’clock and she waited for him on the street so he wouldn’t have to park. Guests had to walk through the brewery to get to her apartment and the layout wasn’t ideal, which was the lone drawback to her living arrangement.

The car that pulled up to the curb had her reassessing whether or not he knew he was rich. She’d been on the lookout for his Jeep Cherokee. Instead, he drove an aggressive black Mercedes AMG that looked as if it ran on raw meat rather than gas.

He hopped out of the car to open her door. His casual outfit of jeans, dress shirt, navy sports jacket, and Chelsea boots relieved her. He’d gotten a haircut, too. He’d left it longer on top and the breeze tousled the black curls, but the sides had been somewhat tamed. The light growth of dark stubble that shadowed his chin and jaw suggested he’d shaved late last night and couldn’t be bothered to repeat the process again this morning. Overall, he took an absent-minded approach to his appearance that reinforced the whole “decadent god” theme he had running, not “billionaire.” He smelled wonderful, too. She suspected Tom Ford. She’d bought one of the

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.