Hot Winter Nights. Debbi Rawlins

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      He kept massaging her shoulders and whispering that everything would be okay in that low velvety tone that was beginning to hypnotize her into believing him.

      “I’m not complaining.”

      “I didn’t think you were.”

      “Oh, Lord. Why am I even telling you all this? You’re a stranger.”

      “Sometimes it’s easier,” Clint said, and rubbed a knot in back of her left shoulder.

      “Well, fine, feel free to unload. Whatever you want to get off your chest, go for it.”

      “If I think of something, I will.”

      “Oh, so your life is perfect? That makes me feel so much better.”

      He laughed, the sound a low quiet rumble that wrapped her in his warmth. “It’s not perfect,” he said. “More like...predictable.”

      Lila couldn’t tell if he thought that was good or bad. She lifted her chin and was rewarded with a smile that reached his eyes. “Want to hear something really sad?”

      “What’s that?”

      “As horrifying as this pit is, I don’t care half as much as I do about not having a tub. We have a shower. A tiny stupid shower. I would kill for a tub. Any plain generic one would do.”

      “I’m surprised you’re not sharing a trailer with Erin.”

      “Ah.” Lila nodded. “Normally we would have. But she met someone. He lives here, actually. Spencer Hunt. He owns Moonlight Mountain. So she’s been staying with him at his ranch.”

      Clint’s hands stilled and his brows rose. He looked shocked, confused, curious. All appropriate reactions, but only for someone who knew Erin. Lila had no idea what was going through Clint’s head.

      “Do you know Spencer?” she asked.

      “No. I’ve heard of him, though. He’s been volunteering at a local animal sanctuary.”

      “They’ve invited me to stay with them,” she said. “But Shadow Creek is too far.”

      “What is it, about thirty minutes?”

      “I don’t have my own car, and I never know when I’m needed on the set.” She skipped the part about feeling like a third wheel. And the odd feeling she’d been having just recently that something was bothering Erin. Lila hoped it had nothing to do with Spencer. But, she was sure Erin would fill her in soon. “Anyway, predictable doesn’t describe my life, that’s for sure.”

      “You have anything pressing to do right now?” His eyes were beginning to darken, a clear hint that he had something in mind for her, something she was going to like.

      “Nothing at all.”

      He put his hands on her waist and pulled her toward him. “How badly do you think Baxter needs me to agree?”

      Unprepared for the switch in gears, she laughed. “I’d say he’s pretty desperate if he asked me to help. I know he’s zero for three with Jason.”

      Clint wrapped his arms around her. “Tell Baxter to put you up in the motel in town, and I’ll do whatever he wants.”

      Lila stared at him. “Huh?”

      “With his own money.” Clint paused. “Or his uncle’s, I don’t care which.”

      “But—I—” She laughed. “I can’t do that.”

      “Why not?” He brushed a kiss across her mouth. “Would you rather I call him?”

      “No.” She couldn’t think. Not when her body was flush against his and she could feel him getting hard. “I don’t know.”

      “Whatever you want, Lila,” he whispered, his lips searing a path to her throat.

      She swayed in his arms. His strong, muscled arms. How weird was it that she didn’t feel nervous with Clint? She’d never kissed a man five minutes after meeting him. Okay, it had been longer but not all that much. She was always careful about not playing into the Hollywood stereotype. She didn’t play fast or loose. Actually, it just wasn’t her style.

      She felt the tip of his tongue trace her collarbone. Her nipples tightened. She squeezed her thighs together. Her breathing was off, and she couldn’t seem to drag in enough air.

      “Tell me what you want, Lila.” His voice was low and rough, his breath hot on her skin.

      Her sweatshirt was too thick. She couldn’t feel him pressed against her the way she wanted to...

      He stopped kissing her and lifted his head. The second he stepped back, she heard the laughter just outside the trailer. She recognized Shannon’s loud snort.

      Lila stepped back, as well.

      “So, you can tell him,” Clint said when they heard the doorknob turn, “or you can give Baxter my number. That’s up to you.” He turned and nodded causally at Shannon and Diane as they entered, both of them speechless, eyes full of curiosity.

      “I have to think about it,” Lila said, her voice hardly shaking at all. But she almost lost it when he took off his hat and held it in front of himself. “I’ll need your number.”

      Her cell signaled a text. They needed her on the set.

      Clint surprised her with a business card. “I should probably get your number, too.”

       5

      THE NEXT MORNING Clint delegated the few chores he normally handled to Heath, the new man they’d hired last month. Then Clint left a note for his dad, letting him know he was taking some time off, and another note for the other three men who worked for them. He hadn’t mentioned where he was headed, just that he’d be gone all day.

      They’d all razz him if they knew he’d be standing around like some jackass while someone shot film of him. It wasn’t as if he could keep it a secret. Eventually word would spread. He just didn’t want anyone showing up to watch—or asking him why he was charging out of the house in his good clothes.

      He filled a to-go mug in the kitchen and made it to his truck without anyone seeing him. But he managed to spill coffee on the new jeans he’d just put a crease in and cussed up a storm, trying to figure out what he should do about it. He decided the spot would be fine once it dried. And anyway, he didn’t have time to change.

      He reversed out of the garage and drove all of ten feet when he saw his dad coming from the stable. Clint considered pretending he hadn’t seen him...then his dad motioned for him to stop.

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