When the Earth Moves by Roxanne St. Claire

Author:Roxanne St. Claire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 2005-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

Seven

Jo checked her rearview mirror a dozen times to be sure Cam’s rental car could stay with her on the twisty turns up the hillside to her house. Not that she thought there was any chance she’d lose him, but the sedan was no match for her four-wheel drive truck.

Of course, he was right there. Cameron McGrath wasn’t going anywhere. He was one great big, hunky, sexy, charming, threatening, sexy, funny, handsome— did she say sexy?—fact of her life. For a week.

The thought sent a wicked shimmy through every nerve ending in her body. A week.

“What was I thinking inviting him to stay with us?” she asked Callie, glancing back at the baby tucked safely into the car seat in the small back seat of the truck.

Callie chewed on a blue plastic pretzel, lost in her own form of ecstasy, her eyes half-closed and a steady stream of baby drool rolling down her chin.

“You’re right,” Jo said with a bittersweet sigh. “I wasn’t thinking. Who can think around that man? I practically hammered my own fingers six times while he sat there…just…” How had he been looking at her? “Eating me with his eyes.”

Jo laughed at the look she got from Callie. “It’s just an expression, toots. Go back to your pretzel. Pay no attention to Aunt Jo.”

“Jojojojojojo.”

The sound sent a bolt of happiness right through her and a sharp reminder of precisely why Jo should be thinking—and thinking hard—about the real reason Cameron McGrath had come to California. It had nothing to do with the electrical charge in the air when they were together and everything to do with the baby in the back.

The truck rumbled around the last turn. Through an opening of towering pine trees, she could see the white fence that lined her five acres in the mountains. At the sight of the rambling old farmhouse, a rush of security and familiarity filled her. Today, however, a different mix of sensations tugged at her heart. She was proud of the home she’d bought and restored so lovingly, but how would he see it? A man who lived in a chrome box that touched the sky?

He’d see it for the restored beauty it was, of course. A cozy two-story house with a wraparound porch, generous skylights and the finest handmade pantry in Nevada County. If he had an eye for a good carpentry job, that was.

If not, he’d see a twenty-five-year-old fixer-upper with creaky stairs, two painfully small bedrooms, a drafty chimney and a powder room in sore need of an update.

Pulling up to her closed garage door, she climbed out of her truck and opened the back to get Callie. He parked behind her and was out and next to her before she could get the car seat unbuckled.

“You live here?”

Oh, boy. Here we go. She eased out of the cab to see the expression on his face. He was imitating her, of course, tipping back to see the tops of her trees the way she’d leaned back to see his massive skyscraper.

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