An Intimate Bargain. Barbara DunlopЧитать онлайн книгу.
I’m not a gossip.”
Abigail knew it was true. Lisa would be Seth’s executive assistant in the mayor’s office, in part because of her brilliance and hard work, but also because they’d learned she was the soul of discretion. She and Abigail had become quite close over the course of the campaign.
“So, what happened?” Lisa hissed. “Who was he?”
“Nobody you know.”
“How can you say that? I know lots of people. I’ve met half the town in the last three months.”
“He’s not from here.”
“Ooh.” Lisa’s eyes sparkled. “Where’s he from? What’s he do? What’s his name? Is he hot?”
“I don’t know.”
Lisa drew back. “You don’t know if he’s hot?”
“I don’t know his name,” Abigail admitted sheepishly. “I don’t know what he does. And I don’t know where he’s from.”
Lisa’s mouth opened, then her expression turned positively gleeful. “You had a one-night stand with a stranger?”
Abigail lowered her own voice even further. “Yes.”
Lisa’s hand tightened on Abigail’s arm, as if to hold her in place. “Was he hot?”
“Yes.” Hot didn’t begin to describe Lucky. In fact, even now, Abigail’s body responded with an embarrassing level of arousal at the mere memory of Lucky naked, laconic, gazing at her with that lazy half smile.
“You go, Abby!”
“Shh.”
“Yes. Of course. Wow. No wonder you don’t want to tell Seth.”
“I don’t want to tell anyone.”
Lisa gave a series of rapid nods. “Got it. But if you don’t know his name, how are you going to see him again?”
“I’m not.” Abigail wouldn’t. She couldn’t. No matter how much she wished she could.
“But if he’s hot and, well, if the look in your eyes is anything to go by, maybe you want to—”
“Lisa, look up the definition of one-night stand.”
“One-night stands can turn into something else, you know.”
Abigail coughed on a laugh, seizing on the chance to turn the tables. “Actually, I wouldn’t know. Would you?”
Lisa wrinkled her nose in the air. “No. Not that there’s anything wrong in it. Not with the right person. You know, in the right circumstance.”
“Last night was the right circumstance.” Abigail wasn’t going to regret last night. She refused to regret last night.
She’d never met a man remotely like Lucky. The memory of his voice made her tingle, and the thought of his kisses brought a flood of desire. Her real world was closing in fast, dragging her back into its clutches, while the exhilarating escape with Lucky secretly pulsed just below her skin. She’d lock it away where no one could see, but where she could pull it out to relive that treasured night over and over again.
Fall was on its way to Lyndon Valley. Work on the ranch would begin in earnest now, starting with the roundup. But when the wind howled down from the Rockies, or when she was bone tired out on the range, she’d remember the feel of Lucky’s strong arms around her, the heat of his body against her, his whispered words, his endearing sense of humor and the way he’d made her feel like the only woman in the world.
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