Cowboy Charming by Dylann Crush

Author:Dylann Crush
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2019-06-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Dixie scooted closer to the corner of the backseat. With Gram calling the front and Mrs. Mitchell taking up more than her fair share of the back with those ridiculous waders, Dixie could barely draw in a breath. She caught tidbits of conversation from the front seat. The general gist was that Presley had turned on the charm and was flat-out flirting with her dear old gram.

Finally, they reached the gate to Kermit’s property.

“Hold onto something, it’s liable to get a little bumpy here.” Presley turned onto the long gravel driveway. The Jeep bounced and shimmied through ruts the size of drainage ditches before coming to a stop in front of a modest cabin.

“Well, that was exciting.” Gram passed the bowl to Dixie while she climbed down. “I don’t think I’ve had that big of a thrill since that one time we took the Women’s Guild to the appliance store to test out all the spin cycles.”

Dixie let her head fall back against the seat. “Gram!”

Mrs. Mitchell touched her arm. “Your grandmother’s just playing with you. If you don’t react, she won’t bother.”

“I wish that were the case,” Dixie muttered to herself. Gram was Gram, it was as simple as that.

“Oh, I can’t wait to show Kermit what we’ve got.” Gram took the bowl back and scurried toward the door.

“I never did see what’s in the bowl.” Presley flipped the seat forward and held out a hand to Mrs. Mitchell.

She held tight and, with his help, made her way to solid ground. “Such a gentleman,” she said, casting a knowing glance back at Dixie.

“Need a hand?” Presley offered to help her out as well.

“I’ve got it.” Dixie pushed past him and met Gram and Mrs. Mitchell on the small stoop.

Gram raised a hand to knock. The bowl tipped in her arm. Mrs. Mitchell made a grab for it, but instead of saving it from tipping, she accidentally knocked it over.

“Oh no!” Gram tried to right it, but it was too late. The tiny lizard free-fell into a tight-knit patch of ground cover three feet below.

Mrs. Mitchell scrambled off the stoop to try to locate the lizard among the leaves and flowers. Gram followed. Presley shrugged then joined in the hunt, leaving Dixie standing in front of the door all by herself. As she vacillated between waiting to greet Kermit and helping them find Fernando, the door opened. Kermit’s brow creased as he took in the scene, and Dixie tried to imagine seeing things through his eyes. Gram and Mrs. Mitchell crawled around in the brush next to the stoop. Presley had taken off his boots and tiptoed around the yard.

Kermit brought his gaze back to Dixie, no hint of surprise evident in the kind gray eyes. “So nice of you to come calling this morning, Miss Dixie. What can I do for you?”

“I’m so sorry. Gram found a baby horned toad and insisted we run it over here. Now she’s dropped it, and they can’t seem to find it.”

“Fernando!

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