Running from the Cowboy: Spring in Snow Valley Romance by Cami Checketts

Author:Cami Checketts
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Birch River Publishing
Published: 2017-02-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

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orter escorted Missy into a booth at Tina’s Place, sitting close to her. Tina brought them menus and a wide smile. “Well, this is what I like to see. Two of my favorite kiddos growing up and getting together.”

Missy blushed. Porter wrapped his arm around her shoulder and winked at Tina. Missy couldn’t even think of a reply with Porter holding her close to his side. She slid her hand down Porter’s thigh, partly to get back at him for rendering her speechless and partly because she loved the way his muscular leg felt. Porter jumped like a skittish foal.

“Th-thanks, Tina,” he stumbled and reddened.

Missy hid a smile and removed her hand.

“What’ll you kids have?”

“Missy?” Porter looked at her to order first. It was a simple courtesy but it meant a lot to her.

“I’d love whatever special you have and do you have pecan pie?” Her stomach did a happy dance just thinking about Tina’s pecan pie.

“Sorry, just banana cream or apple today.”

Well, that was almost as good. “I’ll have the apple. Thank you.”

“You’ll love it.” Tina turned to Porter.

“The special for me as well. Thanks, Tina.”

“Sure thing, honey.” Tina collected the menus they hadn’t glanced at and hurried away to help the next customer.

Porter rubbed his hand down her arm. “What do you think you’re doing, grabbing my leg like that? I almost kissed you instead of answering Tina.”

Missy giggled. “Are you saying I have some power of you, Porter Wilson?”

Porter shook his head. “You have no idea.”

“Oh, I think I have a little idea.” She stroked her fingers over his leg and he jumped again. “Are you ticklish or does my touch ignite you like electricity?”

“Electricity,” Porter growled into her ear. He cupped her face with his free hand and turned her to him. Slowly, he kissed her until Missy forgot all about teasing him. He pulled back and muttered, “But you need to be careful, us simple cowboys aren’t strong enough to resist a beautiful woman toying with them.”

Missy smiled. Tina brought their dinner salads and Porter had to release his hold on her to eat a few bites.

“Pecan pie?” Porter asked. “Is this like a Bullman’s Pizza kind of fascination?”

“Tina’s pecan pie,” Missy corrected. “And yes, definitely.”

“Good to know.” Porter nodded and saturated his salad with another cup of ranch dressing. “Is there anything non-food related that makes Missy Horman happy?”

“Why do you want to know?”

Porter’s gaze held hers. “I want to know everything about you, sweetheart.”

Missy’s eyes pricked. She couldn’t remember anyone in her life truly caring about the things that would make her happy. Well, maybe Luke. These Wilson boys had been raised right. “I love horses.”

“Even though you hate cowboys?”

“Yes, even though. There’s nothing so freeing as flying over a meadow on a horse.” She paused but Porter waited as if he had nothing to do but find out about what she loved. “I love creative things like writing, scrapbooking, arranging flowers, decorating, that sort of thing. Oh, and I especially love shopping,” she continued.

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