Sizzling Summer Nights. Debbi Rawlins

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      “If it’s any consolation, Rachel and I were in the same sorority together for three years and she never told me they were hot. Just that she had brothers.” Hannah gave Barbara a private smile as she came around the table and took the chair beside her.

      “That’s just wrong.” Carol’s warm smile made up for the other two sourpusses. “And you’re still friends.”

      “Yep. Not sure why.” Hannah nodded to the coffee Barbara offered. “Thank you.”

      “Have you eaten yet?” Barbara asked. “We have more muffins and fruit in the kitchen, and Hilda is making omelets.”

      “I had a muffin earlier, but thanks—”

      “To be honest...” Kimberly cut her off. “I think Rachel should take their pictures off the website. It’s almost—I don’t know, false advertising or something.”

      “Oh, for goodness’ sakes, this isn’t a dating service.” Barbara gave Kimberly the mom glare, that said, open your mouth again and I’ll wash it out with soap. It was clear where Rachel got her backbone. “Anyway, if you are looking to...what is it?” She paused, waving a hand. “Hook up,” Barbara said finally, and Hannah nearly spit out her coffee. “With so many hired men in the area, they outnumber the women three to one.”

      Kimberly blushed and sulked at the same time.

      Carol burst out laughing.

      The mystery brunette stared at Hannah. “Is it the guy who was sitting at the bar last night?” she asked. “At the Watering Hole?”

      Hannah hesitated, tempted to ignore her. “Oh, were you there? Didn’t see you. But to answer your question, yes.”

      “Well, wasn’t that nice of Rachel to fix up her old friend,” the woman said in a snippy tone.

      Several juicy remarks sat primed on the tip of Hannah’s tongue, but she restrained herself. Both women were very pretty and wouldn’t need any help hooking up for the week. As long as they kept their rude mouths shut.

      The front door opened and Hannah recognized Rachel’s laugh. “Hey, look who I found,” she said, drawing everyone’s attention as she passed through the foyer.

      Seth walked in behind her. He yanked off his black Stetson.

      “Mornin’, Mrs. McAllister. Ladies,” he added with a brief nod at the other three women, and then he looked at Hannah. “Hello, Hannah.” He gave her a slow, bone-melting smile. “Sorry I’m a little early. I figured I’d talk to Jesse for a while...”

      “But I dragged him in here,” Rachel said, her devilish grin directed at Hannah. “So, I guess that’s a big no on the trail ride, huh?”

      Determined to play it cool, Hannah rolled her eyes. Not easy with her heart trying to pound its way out of her chest. He wasn’t wearing anything special. Just the typical cowboy get-up, boots, jeans, a blue button-down shirt. But he’d rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, exposing tanned muscular forearms, and for some reason that made her mouth go dry.

      “Seth, it’s so nice to see you.” Barbara had shot to her feet and was skirting the table. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

      “Yes, ma’am, it has,” he said, bending as she pulled him into a fierce hug. He looked so tall next to her. And his shoulders were much broader than Hannah remembered from last night.

      “How’s the family—”

      “The omelets are almost ready.” Hilda said, as she pushed through the swinging door from the kitchen. Her dark eyes lit up when she saw him. “Oh, Seth, look at you...so tall and handsome.”

      Barbara stepped aside as Hilda rushed toward him.

      “Hi, Mrs. Carter.” He smiled and moved his Stetson out of harm’s way in the nick of time.

      The wiry housekeeper threw her arms around him. “I saw your mom at the market. She said you’re here for good, this time.”

      “That’s right. Dad’s retired so I’m helping Clint run the Whispering Pines.”

      Hilda stood back, still holding on to one of his large hands. “Your mother is so happy. Did you know my Ben is back, too? He bought a ranch.”

      Seth nodded. “I ran into him at the hardware store a couple months ago.”

      Kimberly noisily cleared her throat. Once she had everyone’s attention, she looked at Hilda. “Are our omelets getting cold?”

      Throwing her hands up, Hilda muttered something in Spanish as she hurried toward the kitchen with Rachel on her heels.

      “Come sit, Seth,” Barbara said. “Have breakfast with us.”

      He darted a look at the other three women. Carol’s smile was friendly. Kimberly and the brunette had their fangs out. Hannah would be taking several giant steps back if she were him.

      “Have you eaten?” he asked her.

      “Yes, but if you want—”

      He shook his head. “I’d rather get on the road while it’s not so hot. If that’s okay with you.”

      “Sure.” Hannah pushed her chair back, aware of the evil looks aimed at her.

      “Thanks for the offer,” he said to Barbara.

      “Anytime, Seth. You’re always welcome here. I hope you know that.” She patted his arm. “Where are you two headed?”

      Seth swept a gaze over Hannah as she left the table. He kept it brief but managed to linger a second too long on her bare legs. Long enough to make her a little flustered. “Glacier National Park,” he said.

      “Oh, you’ll love it, Hannah. There’s so much to see, you could spend a week watching the wildlife,” Barbara said, just as Hilda came from the kitchen carrying plates of fluffy golden omelets.

      Rachel held back the swinging door, and Barbara rushed over to help serve.

      Hannah stopped. She’d almost forgotten. “I need to run upstairs and get my purse.” She glanced down at her white shorts, pink tank top and strappy white sandals. “Am I dressed okay for the trip?”

      “You look good to me,” he murmured, his gaze missing nothing all the way down to her polished blue toenails.

      Hannah didn’t think it was her imagination that his voice had lowered. Or that his eyes had darkened. She hurried toward the stairs, aware he could watch her from where he was standing. She was also aware that Kimberly and her pal were breathing fire by now. Mostly he’d ignored them, though not in a discourteous way. But she had the feeling they weren’t used to being outclassed by a woman who was barely a six.

      “Hannah, wait.”

      On the second step she turned. One bad thing about an open floor plan, you couldn’t get away with much. They weren’t visible to everyone in the dining room but it was possible they could СКАЧАТЬ