Page 47 of Her Cadillac Cowboy
Josh felt his lips curl back over clenched teeth. His hands itched to close around Marty’s neck. Instead he left, disgusted. Not five minutes ago, she’d declared she wanted him. Now she was making a date with another man.
Josh collected Will, hurried to the Caddy, and drove home.
As they got out of the car, Will gave him a funny look. “You okay?” he asked.
“Fine,” Josh lied. “Just tired, and I need a shower.”
“But you just had one before we left to get dinner. Are you certain you’re okay?”
Something in Will’s shuttered gaze boded trouble. “You’re awfully concerned about my bathing habits.”
Will shrugged. “Ain’t nothin’ t’ me if you wanna rub your skin raw takin’ a dozen showers a day.”
“Good.” Josh unlocked the front door. “We both work hard, and keeping clean is part of staying healthy so we can continue working hard.”
“Yeah, so you told me the first time you said I should wash more.”
They headed to the hallway that led to Will’s bedroom. “Then you know why I’m about to take a shower now.”
Will looked at him, wide-eyed. “Yep, I know why. G’night.”
“Good night, Will.
The boy turned and walked away, mumbling.
Josh stared after him. Teenagers! Josh moved in the opposite direction toward his bedroom suite, shucked off his clothes, and grabbed a towel. No matter what Will imagined, Josh had a lot to think about. Most of it about Sara, and doing that in a cold shower was better than not.
What did it say about him that he still wanted her? Had she shown him anything substantial beyond her biases and a tendency to like his kisses? If he didn’t know better, he’d say she was shallow and only out for a good time, but that described Lurlene.
Sara, at least, had a bit more discretion. And she was warming to Will during dinner. Then, too, if that phone conversation he’d overheard was anything to go by, it looked as if she’d given up on getting him out of the warehouse. She’d found an alternative location for the RV showroom and wanted to set up a meet with the Mega Motors rep to start the approval process. Just because the rep was a slimeball who used business to hit on women didn’t mean that Sara would go along with it.
By that line of thinking, she was no longer a thorn in Springboard’s business plans. So why did that make him sad? ’Cause I won’t see her as much now, will I?
Hell, he’d see her as often as he wanted.
Not if she won’t see me.She’s made it pretty plain she can’t stand me because of our history and that Cadillac. He would sell the car in a heartbeat if he thought it would give the two of them a chance. That’s all he wanted. Just a fair chance to find out if they could share something beyond a contentious past and incendiary kisses.
But much as he might want that chance, he knew better than to force it. For any possibility of a future with Sara, she would have to come to him. If he had to avoid her for the next year, this instantaneous magnetism would not get in their way.
