No Pressure (Accidental Roots Book 2) by Elle Keaton

Author:Elle Keaton [Keaton, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dirty Dog Press
Published: 2017-03-31T06:00:00+00:00

Joey woke earlier than he expected on New Year’s Day. He rolled over and glanced at the digital clock that had lived in his room since time immemorial, or at least before he had moved upstairs. Eight a.m. Turning onto his back again, he contemplated the ceiling for several minutes. He needed to plan his day out very carefully. If he was going to find a way to check on the teens, he needed to be sneaky about it. And he needed a car, which meant he had to ask Buck if he could borrow Sheila again.

Buck, who he was going to see for breakfast. Buck, who he had spent the evening with. Buck, who made his stomach flutter and his heart rate speed up.

What was he thinking? Joey’s history of boyfriends covered the spectrum from indifferent to bad. All that time out in the dating world looking for his man, his prince, and all he’d found were frogs. Not even frogs; worse, poisonous toads.

Surely he was reading too much into their interactions. After all that time living in Seattle searching for Mr. Right, he wouldn’t find him in Skagit. That was a certainty. Joey needed to remind himself of all the times he had thought he’d found “the one,” only to have his heart and hopes crushed again and again. It must have been the shock of the day. Add a couple glasses of wine and, well, that explained everything.

That was one of the reasons he had moved home. He had decided he was done looking. No more dates; no more shitty, cheating, lying boyfriends. Skagit was safe because there was no one here who tempted him. And that was how things needed to stay. He’d go out for breakfast and then gently let Buck go on his way.

Now that he considered it, he might need to wait until after he returned Sheila. Crud, that was shitty of him, but he needed to borrow Sheila to figure out exactly which warehouse those kids were being kept in. Dammit.

There was a tap on his mom’s front door exactly when the old clock on the mantel was chiming nine. Joey peeked through the curtains to see Buck standing there looking sweet and sexy. Wow. He was freshly showered, his dirty-blond hair damp and tousled, lying against the collar of his jacket. Tan cargo pants paired with a beautiful cream cable-knit sweater and leather work boots; the man looked good enough to eat.

Joey had to remind himself he had a plan. The plan did not involve Buck Swanfeldt.

“Hey.” Buck smiled at him, and his laugh lines crinkled. Crap on a stick, why was Joey’s brain trying to ambush him?

“Hey there. Just a sec, lemme grab Xena’s leash, okay?”

Xena danced in excitement, making it difficult for Joey to get her leash snapped onto her collar. Buck bent down and grabbed her collar so Joey could wrangle his dog, bringing their faces close together. Joey could see little shocks of gray and silver in Buck’s irises, comets streaking through their own atmosphere.

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