From Maverick to Daddy. Teresa SouthwickЧитать онлайн книгу.
woman emerged from the back office.
“I heard the bell over the door. Is someone here...?” The woman stopped short and looked at him.
The little girl glanced up from her book. “I told him Mr. Dalton was busy.”
“With important business, I was told.” Caleb stood and walked closer, as if drawn by some invisible force.
This woman wasn’t classically beautiful, but there was something about her that intrigued him, attracted him. Maybe it was the long-sleeved white silky blouse tucked into a straight, formfitting black skirt. She wasn’t very big, but the high heels made her legs look long and sleek.
“I’m so sorry. Please tell me she wasn’t rude.”
Spoken like a concerned mother. The little girl must be adopted. “No apology necessary.”
“Lily, you should have let Mr. Dalton know his son is here.”
“You told me to read and be quiet as a mouse and not get in the way when Cecelia dropped me off,” the little girl protested.
“I know. But sometimes there are exceptions...” The woman sighed and the movement did interesting things to the body under that silky white blouse.
“How did you know?” he asked her.
“Know what?”
Caleb was sure they hadn’t met. A striking woman like her would be nearly impossible to forget. “That Ben is my father.”
“There’s a picture of you in his office. He has photos of the whole family. You’re Caleb, the youngest of the boys.” She smiled. “He brags a little.”
“Have you called him out on it?”
“All the time, but he’s not intimidated.”
“That’s my dad.” He grinned. “You have me at a disadvantage. I don’t know your name.”
“Mallory Franklin. I’m his paralegal. And this little girl is Lily. My niece. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Same here.” Caleb took the slender hand she held out and his own seemed to swallow it.
He was certainly no stranger to meeting women; it happened to him on a regular basis. But this was different. She—Mallory—was different. Her auburn hair was long and shiny, spilling past her shoulders. Warm brown eyes met his and he saw easy laughter there. What was it about the combination of features that made him want to charm her straight into his bed?
There was a thought Caleb wanted to put out of his mind. He didn’t see a ring on her left finger, but that didn’t mean anything. Her niece was probably adopted and he wondered why Mallory was taking care of her. There could be a husband, and marriage was a sacred line he didn’t cross. Even if she wasn’t, a woman with a child was a complication he didn’t need.
“So, you’re here to see Ben?” She looked at their joined hands and he realized he was still holding hers.
With a fair amount of reluctance he loosened his fingers. “Yeah. I’m taking him out for a beer.”
“Good. He works too hard and needs to relax.”
“That’s what my mother says.”
“I’m guessing you’re going to Ace in the Hole?” One of her auburn eyebrows lifted.
“It’s the only place in town. And I really mean that.”
“I like that Rust Creek Falls is small,” she said.
“It is that.” Instead of being grateful that he hadn’t met her sooner, the reminder of how small the town was made him wonder where she’d been. He refused to even add all my life. “You’re new here.”
“I moved here in January.”
Since it was now August, that meant she’d been there almost seven months. “How is it I haven’t seen you around?”
“I’m guessing Bee’s Beauty Parlor and the doughnut shop aren’t at the top of your list of places to hang out.”
“Good guess,” he admitted.
“What about church?”
“I go when I can. Work on the ranch keeps me busy, but on Sundays when I can’t get away, I look at the mountains, trees, falls and that’s my place of worship. It’s prettier and more fitting than the inside of a building.”
“I can’t argue with that.” She tapped her lip and a sly look turned her eyes the color of melted chocolate. “You probably don’t get over to the elementary school much, either.”
“Nope. Once a year when everyone in town pitches in to get it ready for opening day is about the only time.”
“I like that small-town spirit. Lissa Roarke captured it in her blog and caught my attention. It’s one of the reasons we moved from Manhattan. It’s a wonderful place to visit, but I grew up and lived most of my life in Helena.”
“A Montana girl.” He wasn’t sure why that should please him, but it did.
“Yes, sir. So raising Lily in the city didn’t seem best.”
“Do you miss it?”
“Excuse me. Twenty-four-hour takeout,” the little girl chimed in. “I miss fast food whenever I want it. And Central Park.”
He hadn’t been aware she was listening. In fact he’d all but forgotten she was there. “Yeah, that’s a problem. What about you, Mallory?”
“Multiplex movie theaters,” she said dreamily.
“Museums,” Lily added.
“Montana has been an adjustment for her. It was awfully quiet at first but she’s getting used to it.”
“I have a friend.” The little girl smiled. “And I like cowboys. I want to learn how to ride a horse.”
“I rest my case,” Mallory said. “All indications are that we made the right decision moving here.”
His father appeared in the doorway to the reception area, then walked over to join them. “Caleb, sorry to keep you waiting.”
“No problem, Dad.” They shook hands.
Ben Dalton was roughly six feet tall, the same height as Caleb. They had the same blue eyes and folks said their hair was an identical shade of brown before the older man’s began to show silver. Folks also said Caleb got his good looks from his dad and a little too much charm from his mother’s side of the family.
“I see you’ve met Mallory and Lily.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Best paralegal I’ve ever had.” The older man nodded approvingly.
“It’s nice of you to say so,” she said, a becoming pink flush spreading over her cheeks.
“Not nice at all,” he protested. “Honest-to-God truth. You’re a valuable asset to this office and I appreciate all your hard work.”
“And I appreciate having a boss who understands and respects family obligations. Being able to leave at five o’clock every day to pick up Lily from day care is really important to me.”
“I was informed in no uncertain terms that the office was closed.” Caleb looked at the clock on the wall that said it was half past six. “All evidence points to a boss who’s a slave driver.”
“Mallory graciously offered to stay,” his father defended.
“It was an emergency,” she said. “Besides, Lily isn’t in school right now and Cecelia Clifton was watching her and offered to drop her off here.”
Caleb began to doubt that Mallory was married because it sounded as if there wasn’t a husband