we'll all go
over to the steakhouse." He pointed to a curvy brunette in a tight
red dress standing by the jukebox swinging her ass while she picked
out songs. "How bout her, she's a hot number."
Luke's vision was a little blurry, so he
squinted his eyes to take a closer look at the woman, then caught
himself on the bar when his stool wobbled a little. He stood up and
shoved his Stetson down on his head then walked a little unsteadily
toward the jukebox and his date for tonight.
He sidled up beside her and put his arm
around her waist, and whispered in her ear. "Hello, darlin'."
She pursed her red lips and looked him over
from head to toe and back up. "Hi, sugar," she said and then
dropped a few quarters in the machine and picked a slow
belly-rubbing song by a bluesy country singer. "Wanna dance?" she
asked running a fingernail along his cheek.
He put his hand over hers and then took it
in his to lead her to the small dance floor where he pulled her
into his arms, and put his hands on her ass to get closer. They
swayed together and she pressed her full breasts into his chest and
looped her hands behind his neck.
Luke bent down and kissed her neck then
across her cheek before he claimed her luscious mouth with his. The
beautiful woman in his arms should have sent his libido into
overdrive, but she felt all wrong...she wasn't tall, she wasn't
blonde, and evidently, she wasn't smart if she was letting a drunk
lovesick cowboy kiss all over her.
Cassie Bellamy had done this to him...again.
And he wasn't going to let her do that.
With determination, Luke moved one hand up
to the woman's breast and gave her nipple a little brush. It
hardened instantly and she moaned into his mouth. They were still
kissing when the song ended and another faster one started. A tap
on his shoulder made Luke come up for air and look over his
shoulder to see Cole standing behind him. "Let's go eat. Your
friend want to join us?"
Luke looked down at the pretty woman and
smiled. "You wanna steak, honey?"
"Some beef sounds good," she said
saucily and winked at him, her pretty green eyes sparkling, before
she linked her arm through his.
Cole grinned and shook his head, before
turning and leading the way to the front door. "I paid the tab,
buddy. You owe me."
"Seems like I always owe you, buddy ."
Luke chuckled and put his arm around the brunette pulling her
closer into his side. He looked down at her. "What's your name,
sugar? It has to be something beautiful. A gorgeous girl like you
wouldn't get stuck with something like Edith." Luke laughed and
staggered a little feeling her arm slid around his back to help
steady him.
"Candy," she said her lips twisting
wryly.
"Perfect," he said giving her a
face-splitting grin and a squeeze.
She certainly looked good enough to lick all
over, he thought. Maybe tonight would be the night he'd get over
his obsession with Cassie Bellamy--for good.
CHAPTER SIX
The steakhouse was only a block or so from
the bar, and it was a great night, so they decided to walk there.
Close to the restaurant, he saw a fancy silver BMW easing along the
sidewalk, looking for a place to park. The driver of the car
shoehorned it into one of the only spots open. It looked like all
of Bowie was at the steakhouse tonight.
Luke laughed when a tall skinny guy got out
of the car bumping his head on the doorframe in the process. Slick
city dude needs a pickup truck, Luke thought. Wouldn't be bumping
his head then. He watched the guy go around the car to open the
passenger door, then stopped right under the canopy of the
restaurant when Cole's cell phone rang, and he stepped aside to
answer it.
He pulled Candy up against him and leaned
down to kiss her again, then stood back up and smiled at her. "You
sure are pretty, darlin'." He moved a thumb to her face and wiped
away a smudge of lipstick. "Thanks for coming out to eat with
us."
"Thanks for inviting me..." she said
over to the steakhouse." He pointed to a curvy brunette in a tight
red dress standing by the jukebox swinging her ass while she picked
out songs. "How bout her, she's a hot number."
Luke's vision was a little blurry, so he
squinted his eyes to take a closer look at the woman, then caught
himself on the bar when his stool wobbled a little. He stood up and
shoved his Stetson down on his head then walked a little unsteadily
toward the jukebox and his date for tonight.
He sidled up beside her and put his arm
around her waist, and whispered in her ear. "Hello, darlin'."
She pursed her red lips and looked him over
from head to toe and back up. "Hi, sugar," she said and then
dropped a few quarters in the machine and picked a slow
belly-rubbing song by a bluesy country singer. "Wanna dance?" she
asked running a fingernail along his cheek.
He put his hand over hers and then took it
in his to lead her to the small dance floor where he pulled her
into his arms, and put his hands on her ass to get closer. They
swayed together and she pressed her full breasts into his chest and
looped her hands behind his neck.
Luke bent down and kissed her neck then
across her cheek before he claimed her luscious mouth with his. The
beautiful woman in his arms should have sent his libido into
overdrive, but she felt all wrong...she wasn't tall, she wasn't
blonde, and evidently, she wasn't smart if she was letting a drunk
lovesick cowboy kiss all over her.
Cassie Bellamy had done this to him...again.
And he wasn't going to let her do that.
With determination, Luke moved one hand up
to the woman's breast and gave her nipple a little brush. It
hardened instantly and she moaned into his mouth. They were still
kissing when the song ended and another faster one started. A tap
on his shoulder made Luke come up for air and look over his
shoulder to see Cole standing behind him. "Let's go eat. Your
friend want to join us?"
Luke looked down at the pretty woman and
smiled. "You wanna steak, honey?"
"Some beef sounds good," she said
saucily and winked at him, her pretty green eyes sparkling, before
she linked her arm through his.
Cole grinned and shook his head, before
turning and leading the way to the front door. "I paid the tab,
buddy. You owe me."
"Seems like I always owe you, buddy ."
Luke chuckled and put his arm around the brunette pulling her
closer into his side. He looked down at her. "What's your name,
sugar? It has to be something beautiful. A gorgeous girl like you
wouldn't get stuck with something like Edith." Luke laughed and
staggered a little feeling her arm slid around his back to help
steady him.
"Candy," she said her lips twisting
wryly.
"Perfect," he said giving her a
face-splitting grin and a squeeze.
She certainly looked good enough to lick all
over, he thought. Maybe tonight would be the night he'd get over
his obsession with Cassie Bellamy--for good.
CHAPTER SIX
The steakhouse was only a block or so from
the bar, and it was a great night, so they decided to walk there.
Close to the restaurant, he saw a fancy silver BMW easing along the
sidewalk, looking for a place to park. The driver of the car
shoehorned it into one of the only spots open. It looked like all
of Bowie was at the steakhouse tonight.
Luke laughed when a tall skinny guy got out
of the car bumping his head on the doorframe in the process. Slick
city dude needs a pickup truck, Luke thought. Wouldn't be bumping
his head then. He watched the guy go around the car to open the
passenger door, then stopped right under the canopy of the
restaurant when Cole's cell phone rang, and he stepped aside to
answer it.
He pulled Candy up against him and leaned
down to kiss her again, then stood back up and smiled at her. "You
sure are pretty, darlin'." He moved a thumb to her face and wiped
away a smudge of lipstick. "Thanks for coming out to eat with
us."
"Thanks for inviting me..." she said
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