was going on.
“Ah, Raymond’s in charge.” Her lips quirked in a smile. “No doubt he’s proudly displaying that BMW for all the town to see.”
“Reckon?”
They both laughed at Denton’s choice of words. Then, realizing how chummy that sounded, Grace sobered. “What if he can’t fix it?”
“The dealership in Austin will have a loaner car here in no time.”
My, my, how nice, she almost said in a snippy tone, but didn’t. Obviously, he was making money hand over fist. She wondered which rancher in Ruby had the kind of big dollars it would take to invest with him? She wasn’t about to ask, for several reasons, the main one being she wanted to get rid of him. The longer this indulgence stretched itself, the more dangerous it became to her peace of mind, especially with his gaze seemingly fixed on her breasts.
In spite of her efforts to the contrary, the color lingered in her face. “You’re welcome to wait here,” she said, glancing away.
“Are you sure?”
His husky tone drew her back. “I even have a vacant room,” she quipped.
“I just might take you up on that.”
Her jaw went slack. “I didn’t—”
“I know you didn’t mean it, but I do.”
“We both know that’s not going to happen.”
Both of his eyebrows shot up. “I wouldn’t bet on it.”
“Are you married?” she asked bluntly, more for herself than for him. She was desperate to steer things back on course after she’d opened her mouth again when she shouldn’t have. But no way was he going to remain in Ruby. The thought of him sleeping in her place as a guest was ludicrous and she wouldn’t let it happen.
“Not anymore,” he said in answer to her question.
“Ah, so there was a Mrs. Denton Hardesty?”
“Was is the correct word.”
“Not an amiable parting, huh?”
“Not hardly.”
“Sorry.”
“Me, too. I hate failing at anything. But nothing about our relationship was right from the beginning. Thank goodness there were no children.”
She wanted to amen that but didn’t.
“What about you? I don’t see a ring on your finger.”
“There hasn’t been one.”
He raised his eyebrows again. “I find that hard to believe.”
“That I’m an old maid?”
Denton made a snorting sound as his gaze roamed hotly and blatantly over her. “You know better than that.”
She turned away, her heart in her throat, feeling the inability to handle much more of this togetherness. “Let’s just say I’m happy with my life the way it is.”
“There’s nothing wrong with that.”
A silence fell between them during which she made a conscious effort not to meet his eyes.
It was then his cell phone rang. Grace tried to ignore what he was saying by concentrating on what she was going to serve for snack time. The Brenners would be back shortly, and on rare occasions even Ralph was known to appear for the afternoon goodies.
Only after Denton shoved his cell back into its clip did she face him again.
“I’ve been stood up, at least for today.”
“Oh?”
“My client had an unexpected emergency to deal with. That was his housekeeper.”
Relief almost made her giddy. “I guess you’ll have to come back to Ruby another time.”
Their eyes met and held for the longest time.
“I have a better idea. I’ll take that vacant room and hang around.”
Three
Panic paralyzed her.
Stay. He didn’t mean that, not for a minute. He was just jerking her chain again. That had to be the case. It just had to. She almost laughed at the very idea.
In an unsteady tone, she voiced her thoughts. “You’re really joking.”
His eyes took on a warm, lazy cast as they swept over her. “Is that your way of saying I’m not welcome?”
She swallowed, quelling the urge to slug him. He was baiting her, and she didn’t have a clue why. After all, he’d been the one who’d walked out on her. If anyone had an ax to grind, it was she.
“Of course, you’re welcome. It’s just that—”
“It’s just what?” he pressed.
“I can’t imagine why you’d want to stay here.” There, she’d said it. She’d been as blunt as she knew how to be. If that didn’t do the trick then nothing would.
“Can’t you?”
Denton’s tone suddenly matched his eyes, adding to her confusion. Was he flirting with her? Suddenly the feelings of acute sexual awareness that hung between them was overridden by a sense of outrage. How dare he think he could just show up on her doorstep and behave in such a brazen manner? She had to call a halt to such madness right now. She wasn’t about to let him back inside her life only to have him walk out again.
“No, I can’t,” she said through tight lips. “You don’t belong here anymore.”
A flash of anger darkened his eyes. Yet, when he spoke his tone was even. “Is a room available?”
Say no. Tell him that you made a mistake and that it’s promised. She couldn’t lie, and even if she did, he wouldn’t believe her. “Yes.”
“Good. I’ll take it.”
“For how long?”
Several heartbeats of silence followed during which Grace forced herself not to bite a hole in her lower lip.
“Couple days max.”
“Fine.”
A smile of sorts suddenly lightened his features. “I promise not to be any trouble.”
“You’ll be treated like all my other guests,” she said as nonchalantly as possible.
“Fair enough.”
Their gazes
