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years?”
Gran laughed. “Don’t think you are getting out of this date.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” She plucked a dandelion and a long-root system out of the soil. A robin flew overhead and landed on the edge of the grass. The bird’s head cocked to one side as she listened, then hopped along in search of her supper.
At least her grandmother hadn’t yet heard the news that she’d spent time with Sean Granger. That would come one day, but she decided it wouldn’t be today. She let the silence lengthen just like the pleasant evening shadows of approaching twilight.
She separated a fragile patch of carrot tops and hunkered down to do some serious weeding. This was her life and she would be content with it.
Chapter Six
H ard to believe a week had gone by without seeing Eloise. Sean gripped the steering wheel as he slowed for a deer in the fields at the side of the road. He kept an eye on her as he approached, ready to stop if she startled and dashed across the road. This time of year, she would have a fawn or two tucked away somewhere so he wanted to take extra care. But she darted safely into the fields so he kept watch for other animals and gave the truck a little more gas.
A whole week. He hadn’t been pining for her or anything as dire as that. He’d simply missed out on seeing her. She and Cheyenne had a riding get-together earlier in the week and he figured he might be able to say hi to her then, since he had the expecting mare to check on in the barn. He had intended to ask about the horses they’d rescued. But no, his cousin Tucker had taken possession of the land he’d purchased across the road and had asked for help walking fence lines and making a few minor repairs in the outbuildings. Couldn’t say no to the chance to wield a hammer and restring barbed wire, could he? But he’d wondered about her.
There would be no more wondering. He was aboutto have the pleasure of her company. He felt as cheerful as the sunlight shining through the windshield. When he hit town, he hung a right and followed the detour on Second Street to avoid the vendors setting up for the town’s yearly summer festival. The few miles he had to go seemed like ten. Maybe he was looking forward to seeing Eloise more than he’d thought.
Anticipation buzzed through him as he turned off into the paved lane that rolled through fields, trees and blooming flowers to the Lark Song Inn. When Uncle Frank had called him into the barn with a message to meet Eloise with the horse trailer, he’d had to hide the gladness sweeping through him. He didn’t want his uncle to misread things. He didn’t bother to hide it now.
Eloise was nice. Who wouldn’t enjoy spending time with her? Add to that the fact she was a casualty of romance too, how could he resist wanting to see her? It was a comfort to have a buddy going through the same thing he was. Even a lone wolf needed a buddy.
He parked, grabbed the keys and hopped into the pleasantly warm morning. The parking lot only had a few cars. A middle-aged couple led the way down the porch while a hotel employee carted their luggage after them.
“Good morning.” He stepped out of the way to let them down the stairs first. They returned the greeting, quite relaxed and content. That’s when he caught sight of Eloise. Wow, she took his breath away. She breezed through the doorway wearing a pink T-shirt, boot-cut jeans and riding boots. She’d obviously changed out of her work clothes for their next horse-hunting adventure.
“Sean. You made record time.” She waved the grayStetson she carried in her free hand and plopped it on her head as she crossed the porch. “You had to be standing right beside Mr. Granger when I gave him the message.”
“No, but he didn’t waste time getting a hold of me.” He didn’t add that his uncle was hoping a romance would develop. Frank was definitely going to be disappointed on that score. Sean waited while she tapped down the steps. “You
Gran laughed. “Don’t think you are getting out of this date.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” She plucked a dandelion and a long-root system out of the soil. A robin flew overhead and landed on the edge of the grass. The bird’s head cocked to one side as she listened, then hopped along in search of her supper.
At least her grandmother hadn’t yet heard the news that she’d spent time with Sean Granger. That would come one day, but she decided it wouldn’t be today. She let the silence lengthen just like the pleasant evening shadows of approaching twilight.
She separated a fragile patch of carrot tops and hunkered down to do some serious weeding. This was her life and she would be content with it.
Chapter Six
H ard to believe a week had gone by without seeing Eloise. Sean gripped the steering wheel as he slowed for a deer in the fields at the side of the road. He kept an eye on her as he approached, ready to stop if she startled and dashed across the road. This time of year, she would have a fawn or two tucked away somewhere so he wanted to take extra care. But she darted safely into the fields so he kept watch for other animals and gave the truck a little more gas.
A whole week. He hadn’t been pining for her or anything as dire as that. He’d simply missed out on seeing her. She and Cheyenne had a riding get-together earlier in the week and he figured he might be able to say hi to her then, since he had the expecting mare to check on in the barn. He had intended to ask about the horses they’d rescued. But no, his cousin Tucker had taken possession of the land he’d purchased across the road and had asked for help walking fence lines and making a few minor repairs in the outbuildings. Couldn’t say no to the chance to wield a hammer and restring barbed wire, could he? But he’d wondered about her.
There would be no more wondering. He was aboutto have the pleasure of her company. He felt as cheerful as the sunlight shining through the windshield. When he hit town, he hung a right and followed the detour on Second Street to avoid the vendors setting up for the town’s yearly summer festival. The few miles he had to go seemed like ten. Maybe he was looking forward to seeing Eloise more than he’d thought.
Anticipation buzzed through him as he turned off into the paved lane that rolled through fields, trees and blooming flowers to the Lark Song Inn. When Uncle Frank had called him into the barn with a message to meet Eloise with the horse trailer, he’d had to hide the gladness sweeping through him. He didn’t want his uncle to misread things. He didn’t bother to hide it now.
Eloise was nice. Who wouldn’t enjoy spending time with her? Add to that the fact she was a casualty of romance too, how could he resist wanting to see her? It was a comfort to have a buddy going through the same thing he was. Even a lone wolf needed a buddy.
He parked, grabbed the keys and hopped into the pleasantly warm morning. The parking lot only had a few cars. A middle-aged couple led the way down the porch while a hotel employee carted their luggage after them.
“Good morning.” He stepped out of the way to let them down the stairs first. They returned the greeting, quite relaxed and content. That’s when he caught sight of Eloise. Wow, she took his breath away. She breezed through the doorway wearing a pink T-shirt, boot-cut jeans and riding boots. She’d obviously changed out of her work clothes for their next horse-hunting adventure.
“Sean. You made record time.” She waved the grayStetson she carried in her free hand and plopped it on her head as she crossed the porch. “You had to be standing right beside Mr. Granger when I gave him the message.”
“No, but he didn’t waste time getting a hold of me.” He didn’t add that his uncle was hoping a romance would develop. Frank was definitely going to be disappointed on that score. Sean waited while she tapped down the steps. “You
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