His Montana Homecoming. Jenna Mindel
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Название: His Montana Homecoming
Автор: Jenna Mindel
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472072689
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Nothing lasted. Not jeans, and especially not relationships. His father had proved that with three sons from three different ex-wives. He glanced at Faith Shaw, who might be one of Jasper Gulch’s good women. She deserved a man who’d last for the long haul.
That wasn’t him.
Good thing he wasn’t staying long. The sooner he got out of Jasper Gulch, the better. He’d do his Massey duty at the homecoming and then split. Until then, he’d keep his hands and lips far away from Miss Faith Elaine Shaw.
* * *
“Try these. Every cowboy I know wears them.” Faith handed Dale a couple of pairs of jeans to try on.
“Thanks.” He disappeared into the fitting room.
Faith leaned against the wall and nearly sank to the floor. What had she been thinking, kissing Dale like that? She couldn’t stop reliving it, remembering the feel of it, the taste. Was it possible to fall in love at first kiss?
Dale had apologized.
She had to own that that had surprised her. After she’d kissed him back, Faith had scriptures lined up like buckets of cold water just in case. But she hadn’t needed them. Dale had backed away quicker than a colt feeling his first saddle.
Why?
Faith closed her eyes. She shouldn’t care about the answer. They were worlds apart. He’d never stay in Jasper Gulch and she’d never leave. Not that he’d offer. Men like him didn’t offer anything proper. He’d said so himself that he didn’t do serious relationships.
Knowing that, why in the world had she kissed him? Hadn’t she learned her lesson in Seattle? And why had he apologized for kissing her?
Why?
“I don’t know.” Dale exited the dressing room with a pair of prewashed jeans that fit him just right. He turned a couple of times, looking in the mirror.
“I do. Buy them.”
He gave her a quick look.
“Now all we have to do is find you a couple of decent shirts.” She wandered away to rifle through the sweatshirts and thermals hanging on a circle rack.
“I have plenty of shirts.” He stood behind her.
“Patronage, remember?” Faith whispered, trying to calm her jitters. Did he have to stand so close?
“Are you folks finding what you’re looking for? Oh, Faith, I didn’t see you.”
Of course not. Dale practically hovered over her. She replaced a red thermal shirt and smiled. “Hi, Mike. This is Dale Massey, in need of clothes.”
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