“How about coming for dinner again tonight? We’ll leave out the attack.” She smiled. “It’ll just be Rose, James and us. Then after dinner, let’s play dominoes.”
She shook her head. “Cord, I think sometimes that you have been as suppressed as Grace.” She gave a little laugh.
He couldn’t argue with that. She wasn’t far off base. “All right,” he said. “I should go now. More bad guys to round up and push around.” He liked making her smile. “But I’ll be back. Rose’s cooking is worth coming for, even if I make a fool of myself with some game I never heard of.”
Priscilla rose. “Well if you were counting on that you are out of luck. I’m cooking tonight. Rose is busy teaching Grace to sew and do embroidery.”
“Ah so will my life be at risk again with your cooking?” he asked with a smile as he put on his hat.
“It might be. You just never know now, do you?” Her smile was pure vixen. He fought back the urge to reach out and pull her into his arms. Those lips were so kissable. No wonder half the single men in Tucson wanted her.
Being around Priscilla Wesley so often was going to require more self-control than he had imagined. He only hoped Grace would find he wasn’t a big bad bear and be willing to come to live with him, before he totally lost his heart to this beautiful woman. He had once thought she’d never have him on his knees, but now he wasn’t so sure. She’d only laugh and find it all a joke if she ever knew what he was feeling. It wasn’t stopping the urges. Maybe a good slap would knock some sense into his head, but before he could take that thought further, Grace and Rose came into the kitchen.