was being held in the Gallatin Room, the fine-dining restaurant at the resort. She would breathe easier when it was okay to mingle on her own. That didn’t mean she wasn’t grateful to Austin for walking her in, but the less time they spent together the better. No point in needlessly firing up Thunder Canyon gossip.
But after the two newly married couples led the recessional down the aisle, Austin grabbed her hand before she could strike out on her own.
“The formal part is over, now it’s time to have some fun. Stick with me and I’ll show you a good time.”
That’s just what Rose was afraid of.
Chapter Two
Austin nodded to his boss, Ethan Traub, as he led Rose back the way he’d come from walking his sister to her groom. He envied Haley. Marlon was a great guy and the two were deeply in love. Now they had their whole lives ahead of them. It was everything Austin had once badly wanted.
The Andersons had been a traditional family before his father walked out. Austin still remembered being a little boy and blaming himself because he’d done something bad. His mom made him see it wasn’t his fault and they moved on. Then she died and Haley took over, missing out on her chance to go away to college. There was nothing conventional about that, but his sister did a great job with all the responsibility.
Still, he had vivid memories of that short time when he’d had a father and mother. And he’d wanted to have a family of his own, but the dream died when Rachel ran out on him. Now he just wanted to have fun.
With Rose.
Her hand was tucked in the bend of his elbow and he put his fingers over hers, then glanced down. She was eyeing the people filling the chairs they passed as if they were going to accuse her of something bad. Rose didn’t know it yet, but he was the one with increasingly dishonorable intentions. Did she really not know how badly he wanted to kiss her?
She was so beautiful. The other day he hadn’t noticed the dimples in her cheeks when she smiled. Or the way her eyes turned down slightly and crinkled at the corners when she laughed. Don’t even get him started on the way she filled out her dress. The velvet bodice clung to her curves and the lacy skirt was all sugar and spice and everything nice, equal parts sweet and sultry.
But she was hung up on the age difference. While he appreciated her honesty, to him it was just a number and numbers held no mystery. She, on the other hand, was a puzzle he couldn’t wait to solve.
He bent down and whispered in her ear, “Have I told you how beautiful you are tonight?”
The look she gave him was sassy, saucy and sexy. “Are you taking that line out for a spin to see how well it works?”
“Actually, no. I’ve used it often without a microgram of sincerity. But this time I really mean it.”
“So you’re not practicing on me hoping to reap the benefits of my vast experience?”
“For a mature woman,” he teased, “your manners could use some fine-tuning. It’s customary when a man pays you an honest compliment to simply say thank you.”
“Thank you,” she repeated automatically.
They stopped in the crowd of people who were filling the open lobby area. “A reciprocal compliment would be nice, too.”
She looked him up and down, then moved around him to, presumably, inspect the rear view. Completing the circle, she said, “You’ll do.”
“Wow.” He whistled. “Praise like that could turn a guy’s head.”
“Oh, please. Excluding my brothers, there might be one, maybe two men in this room better looking than you. I can’t believe your ego needs massaging.”
“It’s just fine, thanks.” He put his arm around her waist and drew her to a protected corner as the guests waited to file into the dining room for the reception. It was with great reluctance that he removed his hand. “I’m surprised at you. With five older brothers you should recognize teasing when you see it.”
Her expression turned thoughtful. “Did you tease your sisters?”
“Still do. Every chance I get.”
“And yet you were on your best behavior when you walked Haley down the aisle.”
He could see the question in her eyes, why him and not Haley’s father. But Rose was too polite to ask. “My father abandoned the family when we were kids. Haven’t seen him since.”
“Oh.”
Austin saw the sparkle in her eyes fade to sadness and wished he could take back the words. Maybe put the sass back in her smile. “Sorry, didn’t mean to be a downer.”
“You’re not.” She glanced past him. “Looks like they’re letting people in to the reception. I think I’ll get in line, too.”
When she started to walk past him, Austin put a hand on her arm. “Not so fast. Are you trying to ditch me?”
“Because we’re here as friends with no strings attached, ‘ditch’ seems harsh. I thought I’d just mosey on in and watch single guys swarm around now that I have the Austin Anderson stamp of approval and they don’t need to be afraid.”
He’d set those parameters. It seemed the only way he could get her to go with him. But the idea of a bunch of guys hitting on her made him want to put his fist through a wall.
“Tell you what,” he said. “There’s a receiving line. We’ll say hello to the bride and groom and the bride and groom and then I’ll buy you a drink.”
“Done. Except I’ll buy my own.”
“It’s an open bar.”
“Big spender,” she teased.
Austin rested his hand at the small of her back, urging her to the end of the line. It didn’t take long to reach the couples of the hour standing just outside the double doors leading into the Gallatin Room.
Rose hugged Matt Cates, then his new bride. “Congratulations. You look stunning.”
“Thanks,” Matt answered.
Elise smiled radiantly. “She meant me, although you do look fairly spectacular, husband.”
Austin had been a couple years behind the twins in school, but they all knew each other well. He shook hands, then hugged Matt’s wife. “I suppose it’s too late to talk you into running away with me?”
“Sorry.” The pretty blonde shrugged. “It was too late a long time ago.”
“If you change your mind…”
“Not a chance,” she said.
Rose moved on and gave Marlon a hug. “Congrats. I wish you every happiness.”
“Thanks, Rose. Hey, Austin— Or should I say ‘bro’?”
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