“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.”
“What’s
that?”
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.
