Page 26 of Her Cowboy Christmas
She gives me one last smile, cheeks flushed, eyes soft, before opening her door.I stay in the driver’s seat, watching until she’s safely inside.Only then do I let out the breath I’ve been holding and rest my forehead against the steering wheel.
Tomorrow suddenly feels too far away.
SEVEN
Blair
“What’s going on with you?”Larsen asks as I gather my things.
“What do you mean?”
“You’re smiling.All the time.”
“Is that a problem?”
“No, not at all.You deserve to be happy.It’s just… new.”
“I’ve been spending a lot of time with Cole,” I admit.
Larsen gasps.“I knew it!I told you he was into you!”
“Maybe,” I hedge.
“And you’re into him.”
“I…” I swallow hard, not knowing what to say.
“You should go for it.He obviously makes you happy,” she points out.
“Yeah.”
“Come on!What’s holding you back?”
“I just… have some trust issues.”
Larsen snorts, and I glare at her.
“Oh, sorry.I mean, what?You?”she gasps dramatically.
“Oh, shut up.”
She grins, and I swat at her arm.
“I know about the stuff with your family and classmates,” she says thoughtfully.“At least what you told me.I’m sorry you went through that, but you can trust Cole.He seems like a good guy.”
“Yeah, he is,” I agree.“But what if he’s not looking for anything serious?Maybe this is just a fling for him.”
“You think he’s spending hours building Winter Festival stuff, picking you up and driving you around, taking you out to eat, staring at you all the time because it’s a fling?”
“Well, when you put it like that…”
Larsen laughs as we grab our things and leave work.
“It’s still hard to take that leap,” I confess.
“He seems like he’d be worth it,” she whispers.
As soon as we step outside, I spot Cole.He’s leaning against his truck, patiently waiting for me.Seeing him there, with his flannel stretching across his broad chest and his jeans hugging his muscular thighs, has my insides fluttering.
