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midsection. “So how’s the new job?”
Ella grinned like an overgrown kid. “I like it. A lot. In fact, I like the whole town.”
“Now all you have to do is fix up this place. I wish I could give you a hand, but after the scare with this little guy or girl, I don’t want to overdo it.”
“Don’t worry. I have everything under control. I even have a plan to raise the money to pay for a new roof.” Tony’s image flashed in her mind. She couldn’t wait to find out what it’d be like to be in his arms—on the dance floor, of course.
“What’s your plan?”
“I’m entering the dance contest.”
Tracey’s dark brows lifted. “Really? Rumor has it all of the tickets sold out a long time ago. How’d you land some?”
Heat swirled in Ella’s chest and climbed up her neck, setting her cheeks ablaze. “Tony Granger had an extra one.”
She realized her mistake in mentioning Tony’s name when her friend’s eyes lit up. The last thing she wanted to do was stand here and discuss the man who could irritate her one moment and, in the very next instant, make her pulse spike.
“So you snagged Tony for a partner.” Tracey grinned. “You’ll be the envy of every single woman in the county. They’ve all been trying to hook up with the most eligible bachelor in Whistle Stop. Who wouldn’t? He’s sooo hot. You’ll have to give me all of the juicy details.”
“Tracey!”
“What? Are you going to stand there and try to tell me you aren’t anxious to be held in the arms of that hunk? I mean, have you checked him out?”
She certainly had checked him out. How could she not? The thought of running her hands across Tony’s firm chest and over his broad shoulders caused a tightening in her abdomen. The idea of being held so close to him revolved in her mind at a dizzying pace. She’d let desperation cloud her judgment. She’d been crazy to agree to this arrangement. But what was done couldn’t be—shouldn’t be—undone.
Ella swallowed. “You’re married and pregnant. You aren’t supposed to notice those things.”
Her friend groaned. “Boy, you have a lot to learn. A ring on your left hand doesn’t mean you automatically become blind.”
Ella opened her mouth to mount a defense, but unable to find an escape from the hole she’d dug for herself, she pressed her lips together. No way was she digging herself in any deeper.
“If I wasn’t married,” Tracey continued, “I might have thrown my hat in the ring to date him.”
“We aren’t dating. We have an arrangement.”
Tracey laughed. “Is that what people are calling it these days?”
“I’m serious. I’m tutoring his nephew in exchange for him being my dance partner and providing us with lessons.”
Tracey’s amusement faded. “I should have known he’d turn it into something boring.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Tracey paused as though deciding whether to repeat what she knew.
“Don’t just leave me hanging. What do you know?”
“It’s nothing—”
“It’s something. Now spill it, or I’m letting your husband know about how you used to skinny-dip—”
“I was just a kid. And…and I didn’t know there were boys around.” Color filled Tracey’s cheeks. “It was only once. And you dared me.”
Ella sent her an expectant look. She wouldn’t really tell on her, but if the threat got Tracey to spill what she knew about Tony, it was worth it.
“Okay, it’s just that ever since Tony moved back to town, he’s been a hermit. He’s polite with all the ladies, but he never takes any of them up on their offers for dinner. I wouldn’t be surprised if he hasn’t taken some sort of oath to remain a bachelor—especially after what happened to him.”
Ella should let the whole subject drop right here. Tony’s past was none of her business—absolutely none. But no matter what she told herself, curiosity clawed at her.
What could have turned him into a confirmed bachelor? The ideas started
Ella grinned like an overgrown kid. “I like it. A lot. In fact, I like the whole town.”
“Now all you have to do is fix up this place. I wish I could give you a hand, but after the scare with this little guy or girl, I don’t want to overdo it.”
“Don’t worry. I have everything under control. I even have a plan to raise the money to pay for a new roof.” Tony’s image flashed in her mind. She couldn’t wait to find out what it’d be like to be in his arms—on the dance floor, of course.
“What’s your plan?”
“I’m entering the dance contest.”
Tracey’s dark brows lifted. “Really? Rumor has it all of the tickets sold out a long time ago. How’d you land some?”
Heat swirled in Ella’s chest and climbed up her neck, setting her cheeks ablaze. “Tony Granger had an extra one.”
She realized her mistake in mentioning Tony’s name when her friend’s eyes lit up. The last thing she wanted to do was stand here and discuss the man who could irritate her one moment and, in the very next instant, make her pulse spike.
“So you snagged Tony for a partner.” Tracey grinned. “You’ll be the envy of every single woman in the county. They’ve all been trying to hook up with the most eligible bachelor in Whistle Stop. Who wouldn’t? He’s sooo hot. You’ll have to give me all of the juicy details.”
“Tracey!”
“What? Are you going to stand there and try to tell me you aren’t anxious to be held in the arms of that hunk? I mean, have you checked him out?”
She certainly had checked him out. How could she not? The thought of running her hands across Tony’s firm chest and over his broad shoulders caused a tightening in her abdomen. The idea of being held so close to him revolved in her mind at a dizzying pace. She’d let desperation cloud her judgment. She’d been crazy to agree to this arrangement. But what was done couldn’t be—shouldn’t be—undone.
Ella swallowed. “You’re married and pregnant. You aren’t supposed to notice those things.”
Her friend groaned. “Boy, you have a lot to learn. A ring on your left hand doesn’t mean you automatically become blind.”
Ella opened her mouth to mount a defense, but unable to find an escape from the hole she’d dug for herself, she pressed her lips together. No way was she digging herself in any deeper.
“If I wasn’t married,” Tracey continued, “I might have thrown my hat in the ring to date him.”
“We aren’t dating. We have an arrangement.”
Tracey laughed. “Is that what people are calling it these days?”
“I’m serious. I’m tutoring his nephew in exchange for him being my dance partner and providing us with lessons.”
Tracey’s amusement faded. “I should have known he’d turn it into something boring.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Tracey paused as though deciding whether to repeat what she knew.
“Don’t just leave me hanging. What do you know?”
“It’s nothing—”
“It’s something. Now spill it, or I’m letting your husband know about how you used to skinny-dip—”
“I was just a kid. And…and I didn’t know there were boys around.” Color filled Tracey’s cheeks. “It was only once. And you dared me.”
Ella sent her an expectant look. She wouldn’t really tell on her, but if the threat got Tracey to spill what she knew about Tony, it was worth it.
“Okay, it’s just that ever since Tony moved back to town, he’s been a hermit. He’s polite with all the ladies, but he never takes any of them up on their offers for dinner. I wouldn’t be surprised if he hasn’t taken some sort of oath to remain a bachelor—especially after what happened to him.”
Ella should let the whole subject drop right here. Tony’s past was none of her business—absolutely none. But no matter what she told herself, curiosity clawed at her.
What could have turned him into a confirmed bachelor? The ideas started
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