"I'm not concerned really, just nosy. So tell me."
"I can't. I'm not allowed."
"You mean it's a secret? You mean, like for the government? Why would the government hire a trucker at Christmastime? Were you hired as a cover? Tell me."
"Boy, do you have an imagination. It's nothing."
"Whatever you say." Tori wanted to push the issue, but felt herself grow too sleepy to continue. Her previous four-hour snooze proved to be not quite enough time for rest. In the relative quiet of the truck's cab, her eyelids grew heavy as she stared out the window at the scenery that whisked by. The temptation of sleep finally claimed her. She started to slump with her head leaned against the door, until Zach startled her.
"Whoa, not against that. You made me nervous last time when you fell asleep too close to that door. You never know if that thing will fly open. It's an old rig. Lie down here." He patted the seat toward the middle of the cab, by his side.
Too tired to argue that she'd be fine right where she was, her droopy body swayed toward him and she lay where he suggested. Spike whimpered for a moment before the little dog finally nestled down beside her.
As Zach stole a glance at Tori, a few locks of her long, deep auburn hair cascaded onto his thigh. He tried to ignore it and keep his attention on the road. But there were only a few cars on the highway that particular time of day, and the winter landscape was uninteresting compared to the peaceful scene at his side.
He reached one hand down to pet Spike, something he hadn't been able to do lately since Tori had hogged all the dog's affection. But when his hand came down, he found himself stroking Tori's hair instead.
She moved slightly, not in opposition to his touch, but to get closer to his warmth. She then lay still, very still, as if to welcome his tender strokes. Her hair certainly felt different from any he had felt before. So soft, so thick, so natural.
As the sun flashed into the cab, it cast a sheen on her tresses. It reminded him of when he'd travel across the country and witness a sea of wheat under a reddening sunset sky. Passing those fields, he'd always wanted to run through them, but never so much as he had wanted to run his fingers through this beautiful woman's hair.
She lay so still, breathing so lightly. He wondered if she were truly asleep or if she merely lay there, silently welcoming his touch. Could she have fallen asleep that fast?
He brought his hand from her hair for fear of waking and alarming her. After all, if she really were asleep and unknowingly allowed him to do this, wouldn't she fear what else he may have gotten away with while traveling? As he brought his hand back to the steering wheel, he heard a small sweet sigh escape her. It was then he feared she welcomed his touch as much as he would have welcomed hers.
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COWBOY'S KISS
Heartthrob Heroes
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Cowboy's Kiss
Heartthrob Heroes
Book One
by
Kimberly Llewellyn
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Jackie searched the ranch house for Tanner until she heard the faint strumming of a guitar floating in the air. The tender, husky voice singing along with the chords coaxed her to follow the harmonious melody to its source.
"The veranda," she whispered. With etiquette books in hand, she made her way over to the front door and eased it open.
Tanner leaned against the wooden railing of the veranda with one booted leg hitched on the bottom crossbar to support the guitar nestled against his body. His eyes were closed under the broad brim of his Stetson. All the while, he sang a haunting melody; Jackie let his husky baritone wash over her with pleasure.
After a final chord, he leaned the guitar against the railing. Only then did he notice her standing there. "I didn't hear you come out," he said.
"I didn't mean to interrupt."
"Not at all. I'm just doing my Saturday night gig for my kids. Their grandpa puts the kids to bed and I serenade them to sleep from down here."
"You're a man of many talents."
"Nah. I picked up the guitar out of boredom as a kid. With the storms and tornados around here knocking out power for days on end, you have to entertain yourself or you'll go crazy." His gaze fell to the etiquette books Jackie clutched to her chest. "Are we having that meeting now about refining my kids?"
"If this is a good time," she answered.
He spread his arms nice and wide. "I'm all yours."
"Great," she willed herself to say. She set her books on the small wooden table between the two rocking chairs before sitting. "I'd like to finish with the children's computer manners tomorrow, things like taking turns. And then go over a few dance steps for social occasions like weddings."
"The kids already know how to dance."
"Excellent. What do they know? Waltz? Fox-trot?"
"Two-step, of course. And line dancing."
"That's it?"
"Trust me. That's all they need to know."
"Don't you think that's a little limited?"
"Do you know how to two-step, Miss Taylor?"
"No. Not exactly." She squirmed at the admission.
"Now that's what I call limited. Don't you know that two-stepping is a kind of ballroom dancing?"
"I wouldn't exactly—"
"Now, come on. It's true. Looks to me like you're the one who could use a lesson."
"Really, I don't. This is about you and your children tonight, not me."
"Not anymore. This is about us," Tanner said. He sauntered into the house. A moment later he reappeared, leaving the front door open. As a gentle country song played from within the house, Tanner held out his right hand. "May I?"
"But," she hesitated, "I don't know how."
"You'll know how when I'm done with you."
Jackie ignored the catch in her throat. Slowly, she slid her hand into his and she rose from the rocker. In one smooth move, Tanner swept Jackie protectively into his arms.
"Darlin', you hold me like this." He took her wrist and led it around his waist. "And then I hold you like this." He gently held her neck with his hand. "And you hook your other hand right here, that's right, and I hold on here. And now, let's just rock back and forth 'til you get the feel of it."
They swayed to the faint melody that filled the air. Night had fallen and only the few lights on in the house illuminated the veranda. Jackie willed herself to stop shaking. But how could she calm down with Tanner holding her like this? She only hoped she was getting it right.
"Okay, we're moving onto the next step," Tanner said.
"I'm not ready," she whispered.
"Course you are. It's just one small step. I've got you. It's all right. I'm not going anywhere."
Jackie fought for inner control but her sudden feelings gripped her heart. She realized just then that she didn't want to be anyplace else in the world. She looked into his eyes, letting him know that she'd trust him to take the next step.
Tanner dipped his head, bringing his lips close to her ear. "Okay, then. You'll step back one and again for two. Don't worry, I'll lead," he whispered. The warmth of his breath stroked and tickled her skin. With a polished move, Tanner eased into a two-step, moving Jackie back for a few beats before turning and stepping back himself.
Together, they danced across the veranda. And that's when it happened. That's when it hit. Somehow, Tanner Avery had managed to two-step his way into her heart. He soon slowed their dance back
down to a sway as they admired the low moon. All the while, Tanner hummed along with the faint country music.
"Is it like this every night?" Jackie murmured, looking up at the sky while nestled against him.
"It can be." He moved his arms around the small of her back. "I mean," he stiffened, "with the exception of a rainy night or two." He resumed his relaxed sway.
"I guess I get so wrapped up in my life back in D.C., I forget to appreciate things like moonlit nights." With her cheek resting against his chest, she let out a small laugh. "Would you believe I can see cherry blossoms from my office window, and yet my assistant has to remind me to look at them?"
"I definitely get the feeling you work too much."
"Well, all that's going to change once—" Hearing the hitch in her voice, she stopped. She couldn't go too far or give away too much. Sharing intimate thoughts could lead to something more, like a relationship, which was the last thing she needed and the last thing Tanner wanted.
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Known in fiction as "the Wedding Writer," Kimberly Llewellyn is the award-winning author of eight contemporary novels. She enjoys writing stories about love and relationships, especially when they take place in a heart-pulsing medical setting. Her recent best sellers include Almost a Bride and Siren Call. Please enjoy her other books in the Heartthrob Heroes Series.
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Table of Contents
Cover
Acknowledgments
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
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