The Most Eligible...Daddy by Tina Leonard

The Most Eligible...Daddy by Tina Leonard

Author:Tina Leonard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-05-27T00:00:00+00:00

DIXIE STOPPED at the 7-11, taking off her helmet as soon as she parked the motorcycle. Her gleaming, bronze-highlighted hair fell free, the dancing ponytail brushing past Garrison’s nose.

She was far too much free spirit for him.

“‘Thanks for the ride.” He got off and handed the helmet he’d borrowed back to her. “I’ll just call a wrecker and have them tow the car to the farm. Do you mind taking me home?”

“Actually, I can’t.” She shrugged, and her shoulders moved enticingly. “I’m sorry. I really have a lot to get done, and I’m about to head into Dallas.” One paprika-colored brow rose disapprovingly. “You know, Garrison, you’re kind of a needy guy.”


“Yeah. Not really equipped to fend for yourself.”

He didn’t like that at all. “I’m doing fine, thanks.”

“Garrison, how old are you?”

“Twenty-five. Three years younger than Noreen.”

“I see.”

“You see what?”

She shook her head. “I’m twenty-five.”


“Well, I’m very equipped to fend for myself.”

“So give yourself a medal,” he retorted crossly. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

“I don’t know. I’m just thinking. Maybe you’ve got a touch of little-brother syndrome or something. Maybe it’s living with four women that’s got you...”

He stared at her, his blood starting to boil. “Got me what?” he demanded.

“Got you kind of helpless. Spoiled.”

“I am not spoiled nor helpless.” He shook a finger at her. “You don’t know a thing about me. Just start your bike and haul off to wherever you were going, Miss Lippy. I don’t know how I ever thought you were...were...” His voice trailed off as he realized what he’d been about to say.

“Were what?”

She cocked her head at him like an inquisitive bird, one he’d like to take home. “Nothing.”

He wasn’t about to tell her anything about himself. She thought she knew everything, so no doubt there was nothing he could shed any light on for her. Fumbling around in his pockets, he realized he didn’t have a dime. He had a quarter to make the phone call, but not the additional dime. Dixie watched him with a bit of disgust, but he told himself to ignore the ornery woman. “Can I borrow a dime?”

She sighed heavily and reached into her jeans, a movement which thrust her not-D-cups out more admirably than he might have imagined. “Here.”

“Thanks. For the ride, though not the shrink session.” He stalked over to the pay phones, which were outside the 7-11, in a huff. How dare that no-biggerthan-a-minute woman think that he wasn’t equipped to deal with life? He could handle anything she could, and better!

To his utmost disbelief, all three of the pay phones were out of order. Dixie sat on her bike, watching him.

It was going to hurt, but he had to do it.

“Dixie,” he said, walking back to where she perched on her two-tired transportation, “the pay phones are out. I know you said you were awfully busy today, but if I can talk you into driving me home—please—maybe I can borrow Noreen’s truck and help you with some of your errands.”

He implored her with his eyes.


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