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Authors: Kristina Knight
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spender, springing for a matinee.”
“You’ll have to come along to find out just how big a spender I can be.” He waited. Monica searched her mind for a reason not to go. Nothing.
“Or we might just go see a man about a horse.”
Success! A reason not to go. “I have rehab with Jinx today.” Monica set the flowers on the table and then immediately picked them back up again. She’d never been given flowers, at least not the kind she actually liked. Before the Senior Prom, Bobby Westham had snapped a perfumey corsage of lilies and lavender to her wrist. The smell had made her wish she could walk with her arm extended twenty feet in front of her all night long. She’d ignored most of the boys in college, and until five minutes ago, her relationship with Trick was about sex and fun, not flowers and … whatever he had in mind, showing up like this, unannounced.
She should be angry with him, but … oh, the flowers were perfect. Monica couldn’t resist. She pressed her face into the arrangement and drew in a long breath. Closing her eyes, she let the different scents mingle. It smelled like the meadow between the cattle and horse areas of the ranch. Under the clean smell of freshly cut flowers, she was also aware of Trick’s masculine scent.
Too late, Monica remembered not only was her family watching this interchange, but Trick was, too, standing not two feet away from her, looking like the cat who ate the canary. He knew she was on the edge of giving in. Monica swallowed.
“Rehab starts in just a few minutes. Kathleen needs me to be here and … ”
“Actually you’ll just be in the way.”
Damn. She should have known Kathleen wouldn’t play along with her little white lie. Ever since she and Jackson married, Kathleen had been hell-bent on marrying off everyone around her. Just look at what had happened with Vanessa and Matias — living together and committed, not even a year after Vanessa’s ex had dumped her. Monica beetled her eyebrows and turned her head, sending Kathleen a look that should have made her leave the room. Kathleen only grinned.
“The trainer is already scheduled and ready. I’ll be there to oversee. There’s nothing you can do from the side of the pool.” Kathleen came around the table, her pregnant belly knocking Nathaniel’s recently vacated chair against the tabletop with a loud bang and a screech of chair legs on the floor. She took the flowers. “I’ll have Vanessa see to these. She’s working at the barn this week, building a new website for the horse therapy arm of our little operation.”
Behind her sister, Monica saw a wide smile split Mitchum’s face, too, as he crossed his arms over his chest and sat back in his chair.
“And I’m supposed to go riding with Grandfather this afternoon.”
Mitch waved his hand. “I’m sure I can come up with something to occupy my afternoon hours. Go have some fun.”
Kathleen put a hand on Monica’s shoulder and pushed her toward Trick.
“I should be here, just to make sure,” Monica said, but her sister ignored her. Short of digging her heels into the hardwood floor, there was nothing she could do to stop this runaway dating train.
A train she shouldn’t want to board. A train she didn’t want to stop, Monica admitted. She needed to be on the road, far away from Lockhardt and Trick Samuels. But she wanted to sit beside him in that big truck and drive away the day.
“You two go. We’ll take care of everything here. Don’t worry about a thing.”
Trick looked triumphantly at her. “So, lunch and … whatever comes next?” He waggled his eyebrows at her. “What do you say, Monica, to a date?”
Chapter Four
Trick turned left at the city-limit sign, sending them farther north and into the Hill Country. He’d canceled the day’s appointments before going to the Double Diamond that morning and quickly followed those calls with one to set up what he hoped would be the beginning of a new phase in his relationship
“You’ll have to come along to find out just how big a spender I can be.” He waited. Monica searched her mind for a reason not to go. Nothing.
“Or we might just go see a man about a horse.”
Success! A reason not to go. “I have rehab with Jinx today.” Monica set the flowers on the table and then immediately picked them back up again. She’d never been given flowers, at least not the kind she actually liked. Before the Senior Prom, Bobby Westham had snapped a perfumey corsage of lilies and lavender to her wrist. The smell had made her wish she could walk with her arm extended twenty feet in front of her all night long. She’d ignored most of the boys in college, and until five minutes ago, her relationship with Trick was about sex and fun, not flowers and … whatever he had in mind, showing up like this, unannounced.
She should be angry with him, but … oh, the flowers were perfect. Monica couldn’t resist. She pressed her face into the arrangement and drew in a long breath. Closing her eyes, she let the different scents mingle. It smelled like the meadow between the cattle and horse areas of the ranch. Under the clean smell of freshly cut flowers, she was also aware of Trick’s masculine scent.
Too late, Monica remembered not only was her family watching this interchange, but Trick was, too, standing not two feet away from her, looking like the cat who ate the canary. He knew she was on the edge of giving in. Monica swallowed.
“Rehab starts in just a few minutes. Kathleen needs me to be here and … ”
“Actually you’ll just be in the way.”
Damn. She should have known Kathleen wouldn’t play along with her little white lie. Ever since she and Jackson married, Kathleen had been hell-bent on marrying off everyone around her. Just look at what had happened with Vanessa and Matias — living together and committed, not even a year after Vanessa’s ex had dumped her. Monica beetled her eyebrows and turned her head, sending Kathleen a look that should have made her leave the room. Kathleen only grinned.
“The trainer is already scheduled and ready. I’ll be there to oversee. There’s nothing you can do from the side of the pool.” Kathleen came around the table, her pregnant belly knocking Nathaniel’s recently vacated chair against the tabletop with a loud bang and a screech of chair legs on the floor. She took the flowers. “I’ll have Vanessa see to these. She’s working at the barn this week, building a new website for the horse therapy arm of our little operation.”
Behind her sister, Monica saw a wide smile split Mitchum’s face, too, as he crossed his arms over his chest and sat back in his chair.
“And I’m supposed to go riding with Grandfather this afternoon.”
Mitch waved his hand. “I’m sure I can come up with something to occupy my afternoon hours. Go have some fun.”
Kathleen put a hand on Monica’s shoulder and pushed her toward Trick.
“I should be here, just to make sure,” Monica said, but her sister ignored her. Short of digging her heels into the hardwood floor, there was nothing she could do to stop this runaway dating train.
A train she shouldn’t want to board. A train she didn’t want to stop, Monica admitted. She needed to be on the road, far away from Lockhardt and Trick Samuels. But she wanted to sit beside him in that big truck and drive away the day.
“You two go. We’ll take care of everything here. Don’t worry about a thing.”
Trick looked triumphantly at her. “So, lunch and … whatever comes next?” He waggled his eyebrows at her. “What do you say, Monica, to a date?”
Chapter Four
Trick turned left at the city-limit sign, sending them farther north and into the Hill Country. He’d canceled the day’s appointments before going to the Double Diamond that morning and quickly followed those calls with one to set up what he hoped would be the beginning of a new phase in his relationship
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