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Marvey.
“It's getting cold out here.” He
zipped up his leather jacket. “Whatta say? Can I give the two of you a ride?”
“I'd appreciate that,” Minerva said.
“Maybe I can get hold of AAA if you have a landline at your house. I can't get
a signal on my cell.”
He laughed. “My brother-in-law's the
AAA tow for this area and I can assure you, he's not gonna leave my sister and
their baby girl to come out and pull your toy car out of a snowdrift tonight.”
A jolt of erotic heat went through her
body as he opened the door and offered her his hand. “Name's Brian, Brian
Carson and you are?”
“Minerva Madison,” she said, impressed
with the feel of his calloused hand. This was a man who worked with his body
instead of sitting behind some desk.
“That writer?”
That caught her off guard to where she
nodded and gave him a surprised hint of a smile.
“I got your book for my sister. I'm
not much of a shopper so every year she makes me a list of what I should get
everyone and she had your book, Bloody Hearts , down as what she wanted.
Her heart did a little pitter patter
over him even remembering her name, much less the title.
“Now I'm gonna have to unwrap it and
get you to sign it. Will you sign it for her?”
“It's the least I can do.” This time
her smile felt genuine, going all the way to her eyes. “What with you being so
nice and helping us out like this.”
Minerva slid her iPad back into her
backpack and reached for her purse. “Our bags are in the trunk.”
“Cute dog.” He bent to scratch
Marvey's head when she jumped over to the passenger seat. “What's her name?”
“Marvey, and she's a bit of a bad
weather diva.”
He picked all seventy plus pounds of
her up into his arms like she was one of those fru-fru lap dogs. She snuggled against
his chest, already deciding that a man who kept her from having to get her paws
wet was a-okay in her book. So much for being a vicious over-protective
watchdog.
“I've got a Rott and he's the same
way. I have to clear him off a snow free patch of ground to keep Bubba from
shitting right on the porch.”
“Here, give me that.” He took her
suitcase, placing it in the cargo bay behind the passenger seat. “Is there
anything else you need from your car before I go put out a flare and lock it up
for you?”
“Just the dog food and canvas tote
with Marvey's blanket and toys.”
“Bubba's gonna be excited to have him
a lady friend come a calling," he said, giving Marvey an affectionate pat
before heading back to her car.
“Lucky dog,” Minerva whispered once
he'd closed the door of the truck. Brian was hotter than hell, but a little on
the young side, probably twenty-five at the most. Not that is would stop her
from enjoying the eye candy. There certainly wasn't anything wrong with
looking.
While he lit up that emergency flare
she checked her face in the mirror on the visor of his truck and applied a
fresh coat of lipstick. At least she'd done her makeup before leaving the hotel
and changed into a clingy red cashmere sweater to show off her new curves.
“You might need these.” Along with her
car keys, he handed over her camo Northlake boots she'd forgotten in the trunk
of her car and her less than flattering brown dog walking parka.
He started up the truck filling the
cab with a warm blast of heat to go with the sexual tension already coursing
through Minerva's veins.
“So what brings you out on a night
like this?” she asked.
“I forgot the crackers. You can't have
chili without crackers and it'd be a sin to be snowed in without a case of Bud
Lite on hand.”
Minerva would have preferred a nice
full bodied Merlot, if only the guy sitting across from her hadn't been so damn
hot that her whole body hummed with a long forgotten sexual energy.
He took the next exit off I-40. The
last exit before the North Carolina state line and all those miles of
nothingness. Not that there was nothing going on at this exit either,
“It's getting cold out here.” He
zipped up his leather jacket. “Whatta say? Can I give the two of you a ride?”
“I'd appreciate that,” Minerva said.
“Maybe I can get hold of AAA if you have a landline at your house. I can't get
a signal on my cell.”
He laughed. “My brother-in-law's the
AAA tow for this area and I can assure you, he's not gonna leave my sister and
their baby girl to come out and pull your toy car out of a snowdrift tonight.”
A jolt of erotic heat went through her
body as he opened the door and offered her his hand. “Name's Brian, Brian
Carson and you are?”
“Minerva Madison,” she said, impressed
with the feel of his calloused hand. This was a man who worked with his body
instead of sitting behind some desk.
“That writer?”
That caught her off guard to where she
nodded and gave him a surprised hint of a smile.
“I got your book for my sister. I'm
not much of a shopper so every year she makes me a list of what I should get
everyone and she had your book, Bloody Hearts , down as what she wanted.
Her heart did a little pitter patter
over him even remembering her name, much less the title.
“Now I'm gonna have to unwrap it and
get you to sign it. Will you sign it for her?”
“It's the least I can do.” This time
her smile felt genuine, going all the way to her eyes. “What with you being so
nice and helping us out like this.”
Minerva slid her iPad back into her
backpack and reached for her purse. “Our bags are in the trunk.”
“Cute dog.” He bent to scratch
Marvey's head when she jumped over to the passenger seat. “What's her name?”
“Marvey, and she's a bit of a bad
weather diva.”
He picked all seventy plus pounds of
her up into his arms like she was one of those fru-fru lap dogs. She snuggled against
his chest, already deciding that a man who kept her from having to get her paws
wet was a-okay in her book. So much for being a vicious over-protective
watchdog.
“I've got a Rott and he's the same
way. I have to clear him off a snow free patch of ground to keep Bubba from
shitting right on the porch.”
“Here, give me that.” He took her
suitcase, placing it in the cargo bay behind the passenger seat. “Is there
anything else you need from your car before I go put out a flare and lock it up
for you?”
“Just the dog food and canvas tote
with Marvey's blanket and toys.”
“Bubba's gonna be excited to have him
a lady friend come a calling," he said, giving Marvey an affectionate pat
before heading back to her car.
“Lucky dog,” Minerva whispered once
he'd closed the door of the truck. Brian was hotter than hell, but a little on
the young side, probably twenty-five at the most. Not that is would stop her
from enjoying the eye candy. There certainly wasn't anything wrong with
looking.
While he lit up that emergency flare
she checked her face in the mirror on the visor of his truck and applied a
fresh coat of lipstick. At least she'd done her makeup before leaving the hotel
and changed into a clingy red cashmere sweater to show off her new curves.
“You might need these.” Along with her
car keys, he handed over her camo Northlake boots she'd forgotten in the trunk
of her car and her less than flattering brown dog walking parka.
He started up the truck filling the
cab with a warm blast of heat to go with the sexual tension already coursing
through Minerva's veins.
“So what brings you out on a night
like this?” she asked.
“I forgot the crackers. You can't have
chili without crackers and it'd be a sin to be snowed in without a case of Bud
Lite on hand.”
Minerva would have preferred a nice
full bodied Merlot, if only the guy sitting across from her hadn't been so damn
hot that her whole body hummed with a long forgotten sexual energy.
He took the next exit off I-40. The
last exit before the North Carolina state line and all those miles of
nothingness. Not that there was nothing going on at this exit either,
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