The Cowgirl Rides Away (Bluebonnet Texas Book 1) by Stuart Amie

Author:Stuart, Amie [Stuart, Amie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dancehall Diaries Ltd.
Published: 2015-04-24T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Zack

Zack watched Jessa and Tim chat like old friends, unsure whether to be jealous or just irritated. By the time Tim finally got up to leave, his Aunt Susie was back at Jessa's side. He resigned himself to no alone time with Jessa until after the bar closed, but all he'd wanted, all he'd been able to think about, was getting her alone in the beer garden for five minutes.

That was obviously not going to happen.

"You alright?" Jessa asked.

"Fine," he assured with a nod.

"So what do you think of open mike night?" Susie asked.

"You weren't kidding when you said they were bad." Jessa smiled at his aunt, then over at him, looking perfectly at ease. For a second he was jealous. Of her.

"They get worse," Susie shouted over the music. "The more drunk they get! Do you sing, Jessa?"

Her eyes twinkling, Jessa just shrugged.

He leaned down so his lips were against her ear. "How well do you sing?"

"I can assure you Jennifer Nettles' job is safe, but I won't break glass."

"Prove it." Zack swung his leg over the bench and turned so he was facing her, a part of him curious to see what she could do, a part of him still irritated.

Jessa took a sip of her scotch, then did likewise. "What do you want me to sing?"

"Surprise me," he said.

"Do you know any Pam Tillis?" Aunt Susie stood, rested a hand on his shoulder and her hip against his side.

Jessa's broad grin was easy enough to interpret, but that didn't mean she could carry a note without a bucket.

She sat up straight, eyed the bench, him, Susie, then focused on some spot above his head and proceeded to leave him a little speechless. By the time she finished "Melancholy Child" his Aunt Susie had joined in and everyone in the vicinity of the duo had gone quiet.

She didn't just sing it, she manipulated the song so that Zack felt as if she were telling him a story about herself. As if she was trying to tell him she was a melancholy child. It wasn't too difficult to figure out why she'd picked that particular song and his earlier irritation with her disappeared.

Rowdy now stood behind her, arms crossed. "But can you do that in front of a bar full?"

Her eyes on Zack, she just shrugged, as if to say it was his call.

He nodded at Rowdy who led the way to the stage. Jessa's hand was damp in his as they crossed the dance floor.

"You don't have to do this," he said as she stepped in front of him.

"I'm good."

Ty had barely gotten settled behind his drum before Zack had her doing "Melancholy Child"again. He wanted to hear her over the sound system, wanted to find out if he still got that same feeling.

He did.

Not surprisingly, Jessa had nerves of steel. She skipped from that to "Maybe it was Memphis" without batting an eye. Nobody danced and the bar was strangely silent—for a bar.

Once the last note

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