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scary. My mom’s an artist and could do amazing special effects with make-up.”
“Really? What kind of artist?”
“She loves working with oils and teaches art at the high school, but she can do pretty much everything.” He picked up the other pumpkin from the centerpiece. “The pumpkins she carves each year are legendary in my hometown and folks will come from miles around just to see them.”
“That’s amazing.” She leaned forward and replaced the pumpkin to the centerpiece. “So did you happen to inherit any of your mama’s artistic abilities?”
“A little, I guess.” He shrugged. “I always got an A in art.”
“And what about carvin’ pumpkins?”
Luke smiled, loving the way her accent made simple words sound sexy. “I guess you’ll have to wait and see for yourself.”
“Please don’t tell me you’re entering the contest.”
“Why not?” He grinned. “Afraid I’ll win?”
“Not if I can help it.” Her blue eyes sparkled with laughter. “I’m fixin’ to win that spa trip, Luke McKay, so you better watch out.”
“There you are,” a silky voice said from behind Luke. It was Reece.
Luke’s muscles tensed when she put one hand on his shoulder and slid around, taking the seat closest to him. “I wondered where you’d disappeared to.”
Her fingers slowly skimmed down his bicep before she rested her hand on the table next to his. He stiffened and wanted to scoot away. He didn’t like how freely this woman touched him. It bordered on sexual harassment, especially in the workplace.
“What’re y’all talkin’ about?” Reece asked. “It looks serious.”
In the process, she’d somehow managed to press her thigh against his. And while Taylin’s Southern drawl was sexy, Reece’s husky voice did nothing but make him uncomfortable.
“Nothing too serious,” Taylin said. She regarded Luke with a curious look, like she wanted to know if he welcomed the close proximity of the HR director. “We were just talkin’ about art.”
“I see,” Reece said, her voice tinged with jealousy.
Luke needed to do something about Reece, he just wasn’t sure what that was. He didn’t want her as his enemy, but he didn’t want her to think he was okay with her overtures either.
“Well,” Taylin said, scooting her chair back. “If y’all will excuse me, I’m gonna head on home.”
She waved, and Luke watched her leave, wishing he could go after her and explain himself.
“Where does she work again?” Reece asked. This time she sounded annoyed.
“In the nursery.” Not caring if he offended her, Luke scooted his chair back and stood up. “Well, things are slowing down so I think I’ll make the rounds and say good night.”
She started to rise from her chair, so Luke took a step away. “Enjoy the rest of your evening.”
He crossed the floor and was relieved when the CEO stopped him to introduce his wife to Luke. The conversation kept him away from Reece, but he could swear he felt her eyes on him. Finally, the evening came to a close, and Luke escaped before Reece could corner him again.
His phone buzzed in his pocket as he climbed into his SUV. He glanced at the screen and saw Dave Matthews was calling him. He started his car and answered with the Bluetooth.
“Hey, Dave. What’s up?”
“Just wanted to tell you thank you for my supper.”
Luke clicked on his seatbelt, and laughed. “You liked the fish, huh?” Luke’s fishing trip had been successful, but since he was still at the hotel and didn’t have a freezer to store his catch, he’d offered his haul to Dave and his wife.
“Mmm-hmm. Of course, anything my wife makes is amazing.”
“You’re a lucky man,” Luke said, meaning every word.
Dave and Rachel were the epitome of what lovesick newlyweds were supposed to be like. Luke and Vivian had been the kind of newlyweds that argued, only without the making up part afterward.
“Yeah,” Dave said. “She was worth the wait.”
Luke could hear Rachel
“Really? What kind of artist?”
“She loves working with oils and teaches art at the high school, but she can do pretty much everything.” He picked up the other pumpkin from the centerpiece. “The pumpkins she carves each year are legendary in my hometown and folks will come from miles around just to see them.”
“That’s amazing.” She leaned forward and replaced the pumpkin to the centerpiece. “So did you happen to inherit any of your mama’s artistic abilities?”
“A little, I guess.” He shrugged. “I always got an A in art.”
“And what about carvin’ pumpkins?”
Luke smiled, loving the way her accent made simple words sound sexy. “I guess you’ll have to wait and see for yourself.”
“Please don’t tell me you’re entering the contest.”
“Why not?” He grinned. “Afraid I’ll win?”
“Not if I can help it.” Her blue eyes sparkled with laughter. “I’m fixin’ to win that spa trip, Luke McKay, so you better watch out.”
“There you are,” a silky voice said from behind Luke. It was Reece.
Luke’s muscles tensed when she put one hand on his shoulder and slid around, taking the seat closest to him. “I wondered where you’d disappeared to.”
Her fingers slowly skimmed down his bicep before she rested her hand on the table next to his. He stiffened and wanted to scoot away. He didn’t like how freely this woman touched him. It bordered on sexual harassment, especially in the workplace.
“What’re y’all talkin’ about?” Reece asked. “It looks serious.”
In the process, she’d somehow managed to press her thigh against his. And while Taylin’s Southern drawl was sexy, Reece’s husky voice did nothing but make him uncomfortable.
“Nothing too serious,” Taylin said. She regarded Luke with a curious look, like she wanted to know if he welcomed the close proximity of the HR director. “We were just talkin’ about art.”
“I see,” Reece said, her voice tinged with jealousy.
Luke needed to do something about Reece, he just wasn’t sure what that was. He didn’t want her as his enemy, but he didn’t want her to think he was okay with her overtures either.
“Well,” Taylin said, scooting her chair back. “If y’all will excuse me, I’m gonna head on home.”
She waved, and Luke watched her leave, wishing he could go after her and explain himself.
“Where does she work again?” Reece asked. This time she sounded annoyed.
“In the nursery.” Not caring if he offended her, Luke scooted his chair back and stood up. “Well, things are slowing down so I think I’ll make the rounds and say good night.”
She started to rise from her chair, so Luke took a step away. “Enjoy the rest of your evening.”
He crossed the floor and was relieved when the CEO stopped him to introduce his wife to Luke. The conversation kept him away from Reece, but he could swear he felt her eyes on him. Finally, the evening came to a close, and Luke escaped before Reece could corner him again.
His phone buzzed in his pocket as he climbed into his SUV. He glanced at the screen and saw Dave Matthews was calling him. He started his car and answered with the Bluetooth.
“Hey, Dave. What’s up?”
“Just wanted to tell you thank you for my supper.”
Luke clicked on his seatbelt, and laughed. “You liked the fish, huh?” Luke’s fishing trip had been successful, but since he was still at the hotel and didn’t have a freezer to store his catch, he’d offered his haul to Dave and his wife.
“Mmm-hmm. Of course, anything my wife makes is amazing.”
“You’re a lucky man,” Luke said, meaning every word.
Dave and Rachel were the epitome of what lovesick newlyweds were supposed to be like. Luke and Vivian had been the kind of newlyweds that argued, only without the making up part afterward.
“Yeah,” Dave said. “She was worth the wait.”
Luke could hear Rachel
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