How to Marry a Cowboy Reckless in Texas by Carolyn Brown

Author:Carolyn Brown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2016-10-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Joe reeled in his tongue and took the car keys Violet held out to him. Considering the way she’d avoided him all day, he’d half expected her to answer the door in the dusty jeans and Texas Rangers cap she’d worn down at the corral. Or to pawn him off with some feeble excuse why she had to cancel. He’d expected damn near anything but that red shirt.

She strode around the far side of the car and climbed into the passenger’s seat while he was still trying to adjust his expectations, among other things. He managed to get in the car without slamming anything in the door—barely—but as he put the key in the ignition, Violet reached back for her shoulder belt. Everything lifted and shifted under the red silk and he lost motor function when the scent of warm strawberries washed over him. Screw oranges. He had a new favorite fruit too.

“You dropped the keys,” she said.

He nodded, but didn’t move to pick them up.

Violet fanned a hand in front of her face, wafting more strawberries his direction. “Kinda hot in here.”

He nodded. Then he realized she meant the actual temperature, which was about three hundred degrees inside the sun-baked car. He scrabbled around on the floor, found the keys, and got the car started. Violet reached over to crank up the air conditioner and Joe lost another thousand brain cells when the seat belt pulled tight across her chest.

Cross my heart, darlin’.

Violet frowned at him. “You didn’t get too much sun out there jogging, did you? You look a little…glazed.”

He blinked, forcing his eyes up and forward. “I’m fine.”

Providing he didn’t get distracted and run off the road. That would be bad, especially when the prospects for the evening were suddenly looking very, very good. He’d made his intentions perfectly clear and that shirt was Violet’s answer. Unless she’d worn it just to torture him. That brought his blood pressure down a notch.

She tapped the gear shift knob between them. “D is for ‘Drive’.”

Right. He put it in gear. “I was letting the car warm up.”

Because that was important when the outside temperature was pushing ninety-five. Geezus. Get a grip, Joe. It wasn’t like he’d never seen boobs before. Violet’s just had a habit of showing up when he least expected them. Catching him off guard. He frowned as he looped the car into a U-turn in the driveway. If he was going to stay one step ahead, he needed to focus on something besides that shirt.

He patted the steering wheel. “Nice car.”

“Thanks. I just bought it in June. I’ve barely been home enough to drive it.”

“Got a thing for Cadillacs?” he asked, thinking of her horse.

She smiled slightly. “They both have excellent safety ratings. Plus it’s easier to wipe apple juice off leather seats.”

He glanced in the rearview mirror. A booster chair stared at him from the middle of the backseat, radiating waves of disapproval. Joe tilted the mirror up so all he could see was the dust rolling off the road behind them.

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