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through the driver’s side window. Carter glanced around. Whoa. He hadn’t realized he’d stopped the pickup.
Carter offered her a guilty smile before he hopped out of the truck. “Sorry. I lose track of time when I get to thinkin’. Come on. The studio is in the barn.”
Macie trailed after him without comment.
He gathered his supplies and attempted to create professional distance. “I want to take advantage of this light. So we’ll start outside.” He threaded the strap to his camera over his head and caught her staring at it.
“Are you going to take pictures of me?”
“Yeah.”
“So once I’m done posing for them I can leave?”
“Technically…yes.” His eyes searched hers. “But I want you to stay. Will you?”
After a moment she nodded.
“Good. Grab that stool.” By the time he’d arranged her, gazing across the field comprised of red dirt, gray rocks and acres of sagebrush, he’d entered the zone where everything boiled down to light and shadow. Nothing existed but curves, lines, and angles used to fill the blank white space on his sketchpad.
Carter expected her nervous chatter. But she may as well have been a statue. She didn’t speak. She scarcely moved. A couple of times while she’d been lost in thought he quietly snapped pictures. He’d managed a good outline when her soft sigh drifted to him on the wind.
Absentmindedly he asked, “Need something?”
“Yeah. To use the bathroom.”
He glanced at the timer clipped to his bag and cursed. Three hours had passed.
“Sorry. We can take a break.”
Macie slid off the stool and ambled toward him. Automatically he closed his sketchbook—a move that wasn’t lost on her.
She frowned. “I’m beyond a break, Carter. I’m tired. I think I’m gonna head back to the ranch.”
“You can’t.”
She gave him a droll stare. “What do you mean I ‘can’t’?”
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“I need you here. I’m behind on this portion of the show. I told you earlier I need you to stick around and you agreed to stay.”
“Not indefinitely.”
After witnessing her meltdown last night he knew it wouldn’t take much to spook her, and he’d never been particularly even-tempered. “I’m just askin’ for today.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t realize you meant all day.”
“You should have.” He stood. “Look. How about if you take a nap while I finish up some other things in the barn?”
“I suppose I’ll be napping in your bed?”
“Would that be so bad?” He couldn’t look at her as he waited for her response. It’d be just like him to screw this up from the get-go.
“Yes. No. I don’t know. What am I doing here, Carter? Even you have to admit this whole situation is just plain…weird.”
“I ain’t gonna admit any such thing. This feels right. I can’t explain it but on some level you must feel it too or you wouldn’t be here.” Vowing to keep it light and easy, he hefted the bag over his shoulder and gave her a cheeky grin. “Come on. I’ll tuck you in.
Maybe after your nap you won’t be such a cranky pants.”
“Was that a crack at my age, McKay?”
“If I promise you milk and cookies afterward will you stop pouting?”
A frustrated noise left her throat. A swish of lace brushed his calf as Macie pushed past him.
He snagged her arm. “Hey. I was kiddin’.”
“It wasn’t funny. Do you know how many people look at me and then treat me like I’m twelve? I thought you were different.”
“I am.”
“Never mind. Let me go.”
Carter felt the air whomp from his lungs. “I’m sorry. I was bein’ an ass. It won’t happen again.”
“Forget it. Just let me go.”
“No.”
“Please.”
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“Please what?” Carter dropped his bag and crowded her against the trailer. “Please you? That I can do.” She fought him until he cupped her face in his hands and
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through the driver’s side window. Carter glanced around. Whoa. He hadn’t realized he’d stopped the pickup.
Carter offered her a guilty smile before he hopped out of the truck. “Sorry. I lose track of time when I get to thinkin’. Come on. The studio is in the barn.”
Macie trailed after him without comment.
He gathered his supplies and attempted to create professional distance. “I want to take advantage of this light. So we’ll start outside.” He threaded the strap to his camera over his head and caught her staring at it.
“Are you going to take pictures of me?”
“Yeah.”
“So once I’m done posing for them I can leave?”
“Technically…yes.” His eyes searched hers. “But I want you to stay. Will you?”
After a moment she nodded.
“Good. Grab that stool.” By the time he’d arranged her, gazing across the field comprised of red dirt, gray rocks and acres of sagebrush, he’d entered the zone where everything boiled down to light and shadow. Nothing existed but curves, lines, and angles used to fill the blank white space on his sketchpad.
Carter expected her nervous chatter. But she may as well have been a statue. She didn’t speak. She scarcely moved. A couple of times while she’d been lost in thought he quietly snapped pictures. He’d managed a good outline when her soft sigh drifted to him on the wind.
Absentmindedly he asked, “Need something?”
“Yeah. To use the bathroom.”
He glanced at the timer clipped to his bag and cursed. Three hours had passed.
“Sorry. We can take a break.”
Macie slid off the stool and ambled toward him. Automatically he closed his sketchbook—a move that wasn’t lost on her.
She frowned. “I’m beyond a break, Carter. I’m tired. I think I’m gonna head back to the ranch.”
“You can’t.”
She gave him a droll stare. “What do you mean I ‘can’t’?”
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“I need you here. I’m behind on this portion of the show. I told you earlier I need you to stick around and you agreed to stay.”
“Not indefinitely.”
After witnessing her meltdown last night he knew it wouldn’t take much to spook her, and he’d never been particularly even-tempered. “I’m just askin’ for today.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t realize you meant all day.”
“You should have.” He stood. “Look. How about if you take a nap while I finish up some other things in the barn?”
“I suppose I’ll be napping in your bed?”
“Would that be so bad?” He couldn’t look at her as he waited for her response. It’d be just like him to screw this up from the get-go.
“Yes. No. I don’t know. What am I doing here, Carter? Even you have to admit this whole situation is just plain…weird.”
“I ain’t gonna admit any such thing. This feels right. I can’t explain it but on some level you must feel it too or you wouldn’t be here.” Vowing to keep it light and easy, he hefted the bag over his shoulder and gave her a cheeky grin. “Come on. I’ll tuck you in.
Maybe after your nap you won’t be such a cranky pants.”
“Was that a crack at my age, McKay?”
“If I promise you milk and cookies afterward will you stop pouting?”
A frustrated noise left her throat. A swish of lace brushed his calf as Macie pushed past him.
He snagged her arm. “Hey. I was kiddin’.”
“It wasn’t funny. Do you know how many people look at me and then treat me like I’m twelve? I thought you were different.”
“I am.”
“Never mind. Let me go.”
Carter felt the air whomp from his lungs. “I’m sorry. I was bein’ an ass. It won’t happen again.”
“Forget it. Just let me go.”
“No.”
“Please.”
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“Please what?” Carter dropped his bag and crowded her against the trailer. “Please you? That I can do.” She fought him until he cupped her face in his hands and
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