What Were You Expecting? (Heart of Montana Book 6) by Katy Regnery

Author:Katy Regnery
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Published: 2014-09-07T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Maggie shifted in her seat for the tenth time, checking her watch before looking up at the conference room door again, ears straining to hear the front door open and the sound of Emma Branson greeting Nils.

Beck glanced up from the two stapled packets in front of him and turned slightly so that his knee nudged hers.

“You okay?”

“Perfectly fine,” she answered crisply.

She had dressed with studied casualness, but the careful observer would notice that her hair was down, she was wearing light makeup and her linen blouse was a little dressier and dipped a little lower in the front than the t-shirts she wore almost every day.

“Tonight’s just about going over the process and setting up your meeting times. It’s going to be okay.”

“Sure,” she agreed. She rubbed her sweaty palms on her jeans then folded them on the table as she looked at the lone chair across the table from them.

“Maggie. I’m right here and I’ll stay for as long as you need me. It’s going to be okay. I mean it.” Beck reached over gently and covered her hands with one of his. “I promise.”

She heard the front door open and she was sure the sound of her heart was audible to Beck, it was so loud in her own ears. Her eyes were riveted on the conference room door, which swung all the way open and then…there he was.

She gasped softly, drinking him in after a month apart. He stood tall, taking up the entire doorway, eyes locked on Maggie’s. He’d changed since leaving: his hair was almost white from so much time in the sun and his face was clean-shaven, but there was a fairly prominent tan line where a beard would have been until recently. He was altogether darker, harder and bigger, somehow, though that might just have been her heart seeing perfection because it was him. He wore creased khaki pants and a Sunday dress shirt in the same light blue as his eyes that made them seem ten times brighter than usual, obvious and hypnotic. Her lips twitched because she realized that he’d dressed up and—Oh. My. Good. Lord.—he looked delectable.

Beck’s hand squeezed hers, bringing her back down to earth and reminding her that when Nils left her a month ago, it was Beck who’d been there for her. She flipped her hand over, pressing her palm against Beck’s and lacing her fingers through his, without dropping Nils’s eyes. She watched his glance flick to their hands, then back to her face. He didn’t wince or grimace or show any other sign that he was bothered, but the arm behind his back dropped to his side where a bouquet of wild flowers wrapped in cellophane hung dejectedly beside him.

“Oh,” she whispered, looking at them for a moment, then back up Nils.

And then the strangest thing happened.

Instead of growling or frowning at her, his face softened as he watched her. The tenderness he’d always tried so hard to conceal was etched into every line of his tanned face.

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