The Tough Love Groom by Taylor Hart

Author:Taylor Hart [Hart, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ArchStone Ink
Published: 2017-10-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

If someone would have told Felicity a month ago she’d be hanging out in the rougher part of Dallas at a dive sushi bar with Kade Kincaid, she would have laughed her butt off. She would have laughed her butt off even more if they’d told her she would like it—like him.

They sat on the floor with their shoes off, a small table separating them. He told her the rest of the really horrible joke he’d been explaining to her. “No, see, when you have a priest and a rabbi joke, you always have to have a cowboy in their midst.”

Felicity giggled at his insanity and intensity, at the way he tried to make her understand the finesse of the rabbi, priest, and cowboy joke.

“Are you laughing at me, Song?” He shook his head. “I swear, you have no culture.”

This just made her laugh even more. It’d been a casual, fun time. She’d been impressed at how, when Kade was incognito, he seemed just like a normal person.

“What? You’re getting that look on your face.”

She looked at his empty plate of food. “I guess you are more adventurous than protein shakes.”

He sighed. “Hey, I ate a hot dog the other day.”

“If the public only knew. It could change your whole image.”

“Yes, the public. And where would my PR firm be then?” He grew serious. “Is that why you won’t come away with me?”

She couldn’t help but smile. “You’re relentless.” But she didn’t feel as angry as she had earlier when he’d asked. The thought of a grandmother intrigued her.

For a few moments, they just sat there, smiling. Then Kade cleared his throat. “What did you mean earlier when you told me you’d been thinking about football?”

The thought of being close to him, how she’d thought of the dinner cruise, sprang to mind. “Nothing,” she said quickly.

“No way.” He leaned in. “You have to tell.”

Hating that she felt this way, and hating that she did trust this man, she looked at her hands. “I was just thinking how … Never mind.”

“What is it, Song?”

Hearing him call her by her last name amused her. “I was thinking how you always do your football speak, and I had actually thought a football analogy in my mind.”

He grinned. “Good, I’m rubbing off on you.” His eyes sparkled, like they couldn’t wait for the entire joke to smile more fully.

Felicity’s mind flashed to being in his arms at the dinner cruise.

“Thinking about something else?”

“What?” She hadn’t meant to think about that. “Nothing.”

“Nope, we’re staying here until you tell me.” He crossed his arms.

She thought, once again, that he was a bratty and entitled billionaire, but she didn’t say it.

“Song,” he said in a deep voice.

She sighed and looked back at her hands. “I was just thinking about being in your arms and how strong you are and …” It was coming out all wrong. “But not like your muscles.”

The edge of his mouth twitched up.

She waved a hand in the air as if she could banish the tongue-tied feeling.

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