Wild, Wild Cowboy: A Small Town, Opposites Attract Romance (Lodestar Ranch Book 3) by Elizabeth Bright

Author:Elizabeth Bright [Bright, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bright House, LLC
Published: 2025-03-28T00:00:00+00:00

16

ZACK

“Ican’t leave you alone for five minutes,” Hannah said sourly as we left the store with our supplies.

I smirked. She sure was cute when she was jealous. And jealous was exactly what she was, even though she’d deny it with her dying breath. I hadn’t done it on purpose, but I wasn’t above enjoying the results. “Can I help it if women like to talk to me?”

“No,” she sighed. “You can’t. You’re a rake.”

I took that in stride. Hannah was always speaking metaphorically, and I only ever understood half of it. “I am not a rake. If I’m any kind of tool, it’s a plow.”

“No, I mean—” She broke off with a laugh as she got the joke. I grinned, pleased with myself. “Like in a historical romance novel. A rake is a man who is popular with women and sleeps around. You’re a rake and I’m a wallflower. Wallflowers are invisible.”

Now I knew what she was talking about, thanks to the books I’d perused on her shelf. I took her bag and slid it with mine in the narrow space behind our seats in the truck. “Good.”

She wrinkled her nose. “Good?”

“Yeah. Good.” I leaned one arm on the passenger door and waved her inside. “Don’t you want to be the wallflower? She’s smart. Funny. Kind. And in the end, she tames the rake and lives happily ever after as a duchess.” I narrowed my eyes at the back of her head. “Because all those rakes are also dukes, I’ve noticed.”

She froze halfway into the truck. Slowly she stepped back down and turned to face me. Her eyes were round with surprise. “You read my books.”

“Skimmed them,” I corrected. Then I grinned. “Except for the good parts. I took my time with those.”

Her cheeks flushed as she caught my meaning.

I caged her in, my arms braced against the truck on either side of her. “I see you, Hannah. I’ve always seen you, no matter who else is in the room. Why do you think I call you duchess?”

She gaped at me, speechless, her blue eyes wide. Her glasses slid down her nose. When she made no move to rectify that, I indulged myself and did it for her. She blinked.

I circled her waist with my hands and lifted her into the truck. “Up you go, honey.”

By the time I had buckled myself behind the wheel, she’d recovered her powers of speech and promptly used them to hurt my feelings.

“I’ve changed my mind,” she said, prim and proper as you please. “You are a plow.”

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