Christmas Eve Cowboy by Palmer Diana; Fossen Delores; Pearce Kate

Author:Palmer, Diana; Fossen, Delores; Pearce, Kate
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

A date.

Emmy didn’t even bother to try to tamp down her giddiness. She felt like a teenager on prom night. Specifically, a teenager on prom night who had a date with the hottest cowboy in Texas. Calen’s hotness wasn’t an exaggeration, neither was her giddiness, but since she was in her thirties, she had to add something else to this mix.

Worry.

With all the kissing Calen and she had been doing, sex was up next on the agenda. No way around it if the kissing continued. But while she was certain the sex would be amazing, it was a risk. Not just because it could ruin their friendship but because they could both get their hearts crushed again. Still, even that terrible possibility didn’t stop her from treating this like the date that it was.

The prep for said date had gone on for hours. The long bubble bath, the careful application of her makeup. Then, the hair, also carefully done. Thankfully, she’d already bought a killer red dress that fit her like a second skin. It was way more risqué than the usual outfits she wore to the Mistletoe Ball, but when she’d bought it, Emmy had thought it would be some nice payback to watch Owen’s tongue hit the floor when he saw her in it. Maybe though, Calen’s tongue would do the same. Not for payback but to add some more flames to an already flaming fire.

Since the giddiness had caused her to get dressed too early, Emmy poured herself some wine and paced across her living room. Not the wisest thing to do in heels that had been designed for looks rather than comfort. Rather than risk blisters, she went to the window and got her own tongue-dropping surprise.

Oh, mercy.

Calen was already there. Stepping out of his truck. And he’d gone for go head, drown in me impact, too. Of course, he could have managed that no matter what he wore. She figured he could have especially managed it had he worn nothing at all. But for the ball, he’d gone with a Texas tuxedo. Dark jeans, a black jacket, crisp white shirt, and a black Stetson.

Emmy threw open the door and grinned at him. “You look like Mr. December on one of those hot cowboy calendars.”

He grinned back and skimmed his gaze down her. Yeah, the dress worked. “You look like I’d better get you to the ball before I see if I can change your mind and make this a stay-at-home date.”

Mr. December knew the right thing to say. He touched his mouth to hers, careful not to smear her lipstick, and he slipped a red rose corsage on her wrist.

“Thanks,” she said, returning the kiss and smearing that lipstick after all. But when she eased back, she saw something in his eyes. “Having second thoughts?”

“No.” But then he shook his head. “I don’t want to have second thoughts,” he amended. “They might happen though.”

The disappointment came, tamping down some of her mood. “They might,”

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