MacKenzie Fire (Shine Not Burn #2) by Elle Casey

Author:Elle Casey [Casey, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503945234
Google: XlNRrgEACAAJ
Amazon: 1503945235
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2015-07-27T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

The ride back from the hospital is awkward. Ian’s rescued me from Andie’s interrogation, but now, as I think back on all the things I was saying to her and what was going on in my mind, I realize what I actually meant. I like Ian. I mean, I really like him.

Sneaking glances at him as he drives and hums along to the radio only confirms my suspicion. God, he’s gorgeous. Sexy. Adorable. There’s no way I can just sleep with this guy and escape unscathed. He’s going to take a piece of my heart, and I’ll have to leave it behind when I go. Do I want to do that? Can I do that?

“What’s going on in that bean of yours?” he asks without looking at me.

“Just thinking about how sexy I look in these clothes,” I say, glad he can’t read minds. “I don’t know how you’re going to keep your hands off me now.”

He chuckles. “Me neither. Thought those colors suited you.”

I pull out the waistband. “And this elastic too. Sexy, sexy.”

“Makes it easier to get in and out of ’em with a hurt arm.”

I laugh. “Don’t play. You know you bought these for me because they were the most hideous pair in the entire store.”

“Wrong again,” he says, pulling onto the dirt road from the paved one. “Trust me. There were way worse ones there I could’ve bought for you. I can go back and get ’em if you want.” He glances at me and winks.

I just blow out some air and stare out the side window. I have no response for that. My brain isn’t running on all cylinders. It sounds like he was being nice again, even though he dressed me like a drunken redneck granny.

“Want me to take care of Candy for ya?” he asks.

I look at him. “She’s real?”

“Of course she’s real.” He frowns at me a couple times before going back to watching the road. “You sure you should be out of the hospital?”

“Of course I should be. I just . . . wasn’t sure if I dreamed that part or not.”

“No, you definitely didn’t dream it. And she’s probably pretty hungry right now.”

My gut twists uncomfortably as I think about that poor baby starving without me there to feed her. “Hurry up, Ian, go faster.”

“Just relax. I’m messing with you. She’ll be fine.”

I wipe the nervous sweat off my forehead. “Just hurry up.”

The car goes quiet for a while, and then he speaks again when we’re not far from the ranch. “You’re really worried about that calf, aren’t you?”

“Of course I am.” I look at him and try to figure out why that’s so surprising to him. “Aren’t you?”

“I guess.” He pulls into the parking space for his truck but doesn’t turn off the engine. Instead he puts the truck into park and takes his seatbelt off. He stares out the window as he rests his arms on the wheel.

“What are we doing?” I ask.

“Just thinking.”

I stare at the flakes of snow that fall lazily to the truck’s windshield.

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