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Cooper’s deep, panty melting drawl oozed over her as she wiped
down the last of the glasses and put them in their place beneath the bar.
“I’ll
be here for a while. Thanks though.” That was a monumental lie, but there was
no way she wanted him to walk her out.
In
fact, she wanted to pretend she didn’t know him. She hadn’t had this kind of
reaction to any one man in a very long time, and she continued to remind
herself that she shouldn’t be having a reaction to him. It had to be because he
was famous. Maybe she was star struck.
No.
No, that definitely wasn’t it. Tessa didn’t get star struck. She had learned,
no matter how big or how small their stardom reached, their egos exceeded that
tenfold. If there was a possibility of her ever settling down again, it
undoubtedly wouldn’t be with the likes of Cooper Krenshaw.
“I’ll
wait.”
Tessa
flinched from the sound of his voice. He was much closer than he had been, and
she hadn’t realized he snuck up on her.
“How
much longer you got? Can I help?”
Good
Lord. Could the guy just take a hint? Why did he have to be the perfect
gentleman?
“I’m
not going to sleep with you.” Tessa slapped her hand over her mouth as she
turned to look at him, her eyes wide with horror because her thoughts had just
tumbled right out of her mouth.
His
chuckle reverberated through every molecule in her body and Tessa found she
liked that too.
“Well,
I’m sorry to hear that. It’s a good thing I wasn’t asking, or you might’ve
bruised my ego a little bit.”
She
couldn’t help but smile at his reaction to her verbal blunder.
“I’d
still like to walk you out. I promise, it doesn’t require either of us to get
horizontal.”
His
words produced a vivid image in her mind, and it had nothing to do with them
being horizontal and everything to do with her plastered against the wall while
this big, sexy cowboy was pressed between her thighs.
Damn.
It was definitely time to go home. Alone.
Figuring
she wasn’t going to be able to talk her way out of it, Tessa finished up the
last glass and then removed her apron, tossing it beneath the bar. At least
she’d have tomorrow off, which meant she would be able to officially get Cooper
out of her system.
Chapter Six
“Come
in, Tessa,” Luanne Deluth said in a curiously fake accent when Tessa arrived at
her house on Sunday afternoon.
It
was a fact that Luanne was born and raised in Devil’s Bend, however, somewhere
along the way, she’d adopted some variation of a northern accent. She sounded awkward
and confused because she was dropping her R s as well as mixing in a few y’all s.
Tessa wasn’t sure how her husband even understood what she was trying to say.
Ignoring
the need to tell her to remember her roots, Tessa simply walked into the house,
letting the screen door slam behind her as though it were an accident. It had
taken some pleading, but Luanne finally relented and agreed to meet with her.
If that weren’t a sign that something was going on, Tessa didn’t know what was.
“Thanks,”
she said matching the saccharine sweetness in Luanne’s tone although she
honestly wanted to grab the woman by the hair and ask her what the hell was
going on.
It
wasn’t a secret that Tessa and Luanne didn’t get along well. They had grown up
together, graduated in the same class, but for whatever reason, as of their
freshman year of high school, their friendship had turned to loathing. For
various reasons, Tessa had always made a point to stay out of Luanne’s way.
“Have
a seat. Can I get you something to drink?”
“No,
thanks,” Tessa replied, lowering herself onto the pretentious little couch in
the awkwardly designed living room. She had to admit, the place looked like it
was straight out of a magazine and equally as homey too. She had to wonder
whether Luanne had removed plastic covers from the furniture before Tessa’s
arrival. Probably not. Knowing Luanne, she would’ve left them on because
down the last of the glasses and put them in their place beneath the bar.
“I’ll
be here for a while. Thanks though.” That was a monumental lie, but there was
no way she wanted him to walk her out.
In
fact, she wanted to pretend she didn’t know him. She hadn’t had this kind of
reaction to any one man in a very long time, and she continued to remind
herself that she shouldn’t be having a reaction to him. It had to be because he
was famous. Maybe she was star struck.
No.
No, that definitely wasn’t it. Tessa didn’t get star struck. She had learned,
no matter how big or how small their stardom reached, their egos exceeded that
tenfold. If there was a possibility of her ever settling down again, it
undoubtedly wouldn’t be with the likes of Cooper Krenshaw.
“I’ll
wait.”
Tessa
flinched from the sound of his voice. He was much closer than he had been, and
she hadn’t realized he snuck up on her.
“How
much longer you got? Can I help?”
Good
Lord. Could the guy just take a hint? Why did he have to be the perfect
gentleman?
“I’m
not going to sleep with you.” Tessa slapped her hand over her mouth as she
turned to look at him, her eyes wide with horror because her thoughts had just
tumbled right out of her mouth.
His
chuckle reverberated through every molecule in her body and Tessa found she
liked that too.
“Well,
I’m sorry to hear that. It’s a good thing I wasn’t asking, or you might’ve
bruised my ego a little bit.”
She
couldn’t help but smile at his reaction to her verbal blunder.
“I’d
still like to walk you out. I promise, it doesn’t require either of us to get
horizontal.”
His
words produced a vivid image in her mind, and it had nothing to do with them
being horizontal and everything to do with her plastered against the wall while
this big, sexy cowboy was pressed between her thighs.
Damn.
It was definitely time to go home. Alone.
Figuring
she wasn’t going to be able to talk her way out of it, Tessa finished up the
last glass and then removed her apron, tossing it beneath the bar. At least
she’d have tomorrow off, which meant she would be able to officially get Cooper
out of her system.
Chapter Six
“Come
in, Tessa,” Luanne Deluth said in a curiously fake accent when Tessa arrived at
her house on Sunday afternoon.
It
was a fact that Luanne was born and raised in Devil’s Bend, however, somewhere
along the way, she’d adopted some variation of a northern accent. She sounded awkward
and confused because she was dropping her R s as well as mixing in a few y’all s.
Tessa wasn’t sure how her husband even understood what she was trying to say.
Ignoring
the need to tell her to remember her roots, Tessa simply walked into the house,
letting the screen door slam behind her as though it were an accident. It had
taken some pleading, but Luanne finally relented and agreed to meet with her.
If that weren’t a sign that something was going on, Tessa didn’t know what was.
“Thanks,”
she said matching the saccharine sweetness in Luanne’s tone although she
honestly wanted to grab the woman by the hair and ask her what the hell was
going on.
It
wasn’t a secret that Tessa and Luanne didn’t get along well. They had grown up
together, graduated in the same class, but for whatever reason, as of their
freshman year of high school, their friendship had turned to loathing. For
various reasons, Tessa had always made a point to stay out of Luanne’s way.
“Have
a seat. Can I get you something to drink?”
“No,
thanks,” Tessa replied, lowering herself onto the pretentious little couch in
the awkwardly designed living room. She had to admit, the place looked like it
was straight out of a magazine and equally as homey too. She had to wonder
whether Luanne had removed plastic covers from the furniture before Tessa’s
arrival. Probably not. Knowing Luanne, she would’ve left them on because
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