Page 48 of A Cameo for a Cowgirl

“What?”

Poppy smirked. “You’re taking me to the airport, and you’re gonna spill the tea.”

She exhaled. Poppy might be the youngest, but there was a reason she’d earned the name Bossy Poppy from a young age. “Fine.” Besides, her sister might be able to offer some perspective.

Thirty minutes later they were on the highway heading to the airport, and Cassie had finally found the courage to admit what had been said. But she’d never admit who had said it.

“Do you think if a man asks a woman out to dinner that it means he’s interested in her?”

“Yes.” Poppy turned in her seat to face her. “Why? Did someone ask you out?”

“I don’t know.”

“Clearly you do or we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

“Well, I thought that’s what he meant, but then he’d said he only wanted to be friends, and now I don’t know what he means.”

“Cassie!”

Cassie braked. “What?”

“No, keep driving. I don’t want to miss my flight. But I honestly don’t know why you didn’t share this earlier. How come all the good stuff has to happen when I don’t have a chance to get all the juicy details?”

“There are no juicy details.”

“I beg to differ. You need to tell me who, what, where and when.”

“I’m not telling you who.”

Poppy nodded. “Which can only mean it’s Harrison. Am I right? Or are my Poppy vibes off?”

“Your Poppy vibes aren’t off,” she mumbled.

“I knew it!” She clapped her hands. “I could tell he was really into you at the creek. We all could.”

Oh dear. “Then I don’t understand. Why did he say what he did?”

“Well, you better now tell me everything he did say.”

Cassie reported the conversation as best as she could remember.

Poppy winced. “Poor guy. But you know he was just trying to save face, right?”

“Um, no. Was he?”

“You said that bit about only going out with a guy who was a Christian, so then his next comment was all flippant, like he didn’t care. But he cares.”

A shiver rippled through her. She flicked the turn indicator as she steered into the exit lane for the airport. “But he’s not a Christian.”

“So don’t go out with him.” Poppy shrugged. “But you can always pray for him.”

But praying for someone knit them closer to a person’s heart. “I don’t think that’s wise.”

“Don’t you want him to become a Christian?” Poppy demanded.

Put like that, well, “Yes.”

“Hey God,” Poppy prayed aloud, as Cassie drove into the departures lane for domestic flights. “We ask You to touch Harrison right now, wherever he is, and make him aware that You are real, and that You love him, and want to have a relationship with him. Whatever is holding him back, please deal with it right now. In Jesus’ name, Amen.”

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