He was tired of being alone.
"Buddy." Boone set his hand on Gigi's shoulder but
stared at Dallas. "Your instinct to find someone was right. Don't let what
happened with Layna make you lose your chance with Kira."
Dallas's cautious side still warned him not to let the
connection between him and Kira get too deep. It told him that jumping into
another relationship this quickly was foolish. But his heart told him something
different. Nearing the end of his rodeo career, he wanted to be part of a
family. Make a family of his own. He could see him and Kira building a house on
his property in Reno. Building a life and a family. Could she be happy on a
ranch in Nevada?
"What could Kira need from an old broken-down bronc
rider?" She was a millionaire. She could do anything, date anyone she
wanted.
"Dallas, she doesn't know what she wants to do with her
life." Gigi laid her hand over Boone's on her shoulder. "Her family
is in accounting. And while she did what was expected of her and got her degree
in finance, she's not excited to work in her family's business."
"She never mentioned that." Dallas went back over
the conversations he and Kira had. "She didn't mention anything about what
she wants to do with her degree."
"Did you ask her?" Gigi's eyebrows lifted.
They'd talked about his parents, but never hers. "I
guess I didn't." Why hadn't he asked again, after that first time when
she'd fallen asleep? Why didn't he ask her about her life in New York? Had he
been afraid of getting to know her better? Afraid it would lead to him getting
too close to her?
"I hope Kira will forgive me for betraying her
confidence when I say this." Gigi glanced at Boone before continuing.
"After you and Kira met in December, she asked about you."
"A lot," Boone added. "She'd tune in to
conversations whenever your name was mentioned." He chuckled. "Hell,
if I noticed her interest in you, it had to be pretty damn
obvious."
This was a lot for Dallas to take in. Kira wasn't happy in
New York. She was interested in him, and she'd come right out and admitted she
wanted to try a relationship with him. That thought alone made him want to run
after her and drag her back to Reno with him. For good.
No, no running and no dragging. He had to figure this out.
"I'll think about it, and when I'm in New York next week—"
"Dallas, don't be an idiot." Boone's voice echoed
loudly in the room. "Do something now or she'll be gone forever."
Dallas looked at Gigi. She nodded. "I know Kira. If you
wait, it'll be too late."
He stood and walked to the glass wall, looking out at the
city. He could play it safe and do nothing, hope that if he decided to go for
it next weekend, Kira would fall into his arms. That'd be the safest way. Then,
if he decided this week that he didn't want her…
Fuck. Didn't want her? His breath stalled at the idea of not
having her in his life. He wanted her so damn bad, his hands fisted and his
heart thumped, ready for action.
He grabbed his phone from his pocket and pressed Contacts.
K. Kira. He could call her, but she'd just send him straight to voice mail, and
maybe block his number.
Spinning around, he looked at Gigi. "I don't know how,
but I'm going after her. Right now."
Gigi squealed. "Thank God. Boone said you'd go for the
grand gesture once you realized you loved her." She pulled her phone from
her pocket.
He loved her. It didn't hurt to think it. It did generate a
burst of fear, but he could live with that. It was Kira he couldn't live
without. How could he get to her? She would be at the airport and probably
through security already. With his head spinning from the word "love"
banging around in it, he couldn't think. "What do I do?"
Dialing her phone, Gigi smiled. "Boone and I figured it
out on the way to your suite." She held the phone to her ear. "Leave
this one to me."
****
Kira sat in a wide vinyl chair at the gate where her flight
would take her home to New York. When she'd walked through security three hours
ago, her
"Buddy." Boone set his hand on Gigi's shoulder but
stared at Dallas. "Your instinct to find someone was right. Don't let what
happened with Layna make you lose your chance with Kira."
Dallas's cautious side still warned him not to let the
connection between him and Kira get too deep. It told him that jumping into
another relationship this quickly was foolish. But his heart told him something
different. Nearing the end of his rodeo career, he wanted to be part of a
family. Make a family of his own. He could see him and Kira building a house on
his property in Reno. Building a life and a family. Could she be happy on a
ranch in Nevada?
"What could Kira need from an old broken-down bronc
rider?" She was a millionaire. She could do anything, date anyone she
wanted.
"Dallas, she doesn't know what she wants to do with her
life." Gigi laid her hand over Boone's on her shoulder. "Her family
is in accounting. And while she did what was expected of her and got her degree
in finance, she's not excited to work in her family's business."
"She never mentioned that." Dallas went back over
the conversations he and Kira had. "She didn't mention anything about what
she wants to do with her degree."
"Did you ask her?" Gigi's eyebrows lifted.
They'd talked about his parents, but never hers. "I
guess I didn't." Why hadn't he asked again, after that first time when
she'd fallen asleep? Why didn't he ask her about her life in New York? Had he
been afraid of getting to know her better? Afraid it would lead to him getting
too close to her?
"I hope Kira will forgive me for betraying her
confidence when I say this." Gigi glanced at Boone before continuing.
"After you and Kira met in December, she asked about you."
"A lot," Boone added. "She'd tune in to
conversations whenever your name was mentioned." He chuckled. "Hell,
if I noticed her interest in you, it had to be pretty damn
obvious."
This was a lot for Dallas to take in. Kira wasn't happy in
New York. She was interested in him, and she'd come right out and admitted she
wanted to try a relationship with him. That thought alone made him want to run
after her and drag her back to Reno with him. For good.
No, no running and no dragging. He had to figure this out.
"I'll think about it, and when I'm in New York next week—"
"Dallas, don't be an idiot." Boone's voice echoed
loudly in the room. "Do something now or she'll be gone forever."
Dallas looked at Gigi. She nodded. "I know Kira. If you
wait, it'll be too late."
He stood and walked to the glass wall, looking out at the
city. He could play it safe and do nothing, hope that if he decided to go for
it next weekend, Kira would fall into his arms. That'd be the safest way. Then,
if he decided this week that he didn't want her…
Fuck. Didn't want her? His breath stalled at the idea of not
having her in his life. He wanted her so damn bad, his hands fisted and his
heart thumped, ready for action.
He grabbed his phone from his pocket and pressed Contacts.
K. Kira. He could call her, but she'd just send him straight to voice mail, and
maybe block his number.
Spinning around, he looked at Gigi. "I don't know how,
but I'm going after her. Right now."
Gigi squealed. "Thank God. Boone said you'd go for the
grand gesture once you realized you loved her." She pulled her phone from
her pocket.
He loved her. It didn't hurt to think it. It did generate a
burst of fear, but he could live with that. It was Kira he couldn't live
without. How could he get to her? She would be at the airport and probably
through security already. With his head spinning from the word "love"
banging around in it, he couldn't think. "What do I do?"
Dialing her phone, Gigi smiled. "Boone and I figured it
out on the way to your suite." She held the phone to her ear. "Leave
this one to me."
****
Kira sat in a wide vinyl chair at the gate where her flight
would take her home to New York. When she'd walked through security three hours
ago, her
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