Six Months in Montana (Montana Sweet Western Romance Series, Book 1) by Pamela M. Kelley Page A
Authors: Pamela M. Kelley
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Molly.
"Totally cool with it." Christian assured him.
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A fter Travis and Traci had left, Molly decided to call it a night too. She took her coffee cup into the kitchen, rinsed and put it in the dishwasher, and then poured herself a glass of water to take up to bed. She rarely drank the water, but always had a glass by her bedside in case she woke up thirsty. She was about to head to bed when, suddenly, Christian appeared, and had a worried look as though he needed to talk to her about something.
"Everything all right?" she asked.
"What?" He seemed surprised by the question, as he leaned against the kitchen counter and glanced around the room, looking everywhere except at Molly.
"You seem concerned about something, or distracted, not sure which." Maybe he was just exhausted, a little off after the long week.
"Are you staying up for a while?"
Molly hesitated, then said, "I was thinking of heading to bed, but I could stay up for a bit." She wasn't tired anymore, as there was an interesting shift of energy in the room. The slight spark she'd felt when she and Christian had accidentally brushed against each other was back, and they hadn't even touched this time.
"Good, I thought I'd show you the plans for the new project we're breaking ground on next week." He sounded excited and a bit nervous, and Molly wasn't sure what to think as he led her into the office and pulled out a huge poster board and laid it on top of his desk.
"This is going to be a high-end market, in the middle of the Brookstone development. It will have the best meats, cheeses, local produce and a smaller version of the Community Co-op, with an attached liquor and wine shop."
"That's a wonderful idea!" Molly knew it would be a hit. The closest Community Co-op, with its huge selection of organic and prepared foods, was in Bozeman. Molly had a little trouble concentrating as Christian walked her through the plans. He was standing so close to her that his arm brushed against her each time he leaned forward to point something out. Molly leaned a little closer, liking the feeling of being so near him.
"Thanks! Your support means a lot to me." He gave her a quick hug, and Molly held on tight, loving the smell of him. It wasn't any particular cologne, just the mix of shampoo and his natural scent. When they pulled apart, his eyes locked on hers and she held his glance, and her breath, as she could sense what was coming next. Christian moved towards her, hesitated a moment and then his lips were on hers.
Molly held on tighter as Christian deepened the kiss. Then he pulled back and slowly kissed his way along her neck, before claiming her lips again. Molly reveled in the taste of him and wasn't surprised at the chemistry; the surges of electricity she'd been feeling whenever they touched made sense now. She didn't want the kiss to end, but eventually it did, as Christian pulled back and then gently kissed her forehead.
"I shouldn't have done that," he said.
"I didn't mind actually." Molly smiled up at him, but the warm and happy glow she'd been feeling was starting to fade at the look of obvious regret on Christian's face.
"It's not fair to you. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again." Christian turned away and started heading upstairs to bed, while Molly stayed in the kitchen, wide awake and wondering where they would go from here, and how she could get Christian to kiss her again.
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T he next morning at breakfast , Christian acted as though the kiss had never happened. He wasn't distant, just overly polite and friendly, almost as if he was trying too hard. Molly just went with it and, within a few days, it was almost as if they were back to normal. Though Molly did find herself glancing his way more often, and a few times out of the corner of her eye she caught him doing the same. She had of course filled Meghan in about the kiss, and they’d had a good hour-long phone chat about the matter.
Meghan had ridden the roller coaster of emotions, from
"Totally cool with it." Christian assured him.
----
A fter Travis and Traci had left, Molly decided to call it a night too. She took her coffee cup into the kitchen, rinsed and put it in the dishwasher, and then poured herself a glass of water to take up to bed. She rarely drank the water, but always had a glass by her bedside in case she woke up thirsty. She was about to head to bed when, suddenly, Christian appeared, and had a worried look as though he needed to talk to her about something.
"Everything all right?" she asked.
"What?" He seemed surprised by the question, as he leaned against the kitchen counter and glanced around the room, looking everywhere except at Molly.
"You seem concerned about something, or distracted, not sure which." Maybe he was just exhausted, a little off after the long week.
"Are you staying up for a while?"
Molly hesitated, then said, "I was thinking of heading to bed, but I could stay up for a bit." She wasn't tired anymore, as there was an interesting shift of energy in the room. The slight spark she'd felt when she and Christian had accidentally brushed against each other was back, and they hadn't even touched this time.
"Good, I thought I'd show you the plans for the new project we're breaking ground on next week." He sounded excited and a bit nervous, and Molly wasn't sure what to think as he led her into the office and pulled out a huge poster board and laid it on top of his desk.
"This is going to be a high-end market, in the middle of the Brookstone development. It will have the best meats, cheeses, local produce and a smaller version of the Community Co-op, with an attached liquor and wine shop."
"That's a wonderful idea!" Molly knew it would be a hit. The closest Community Co-op, with its huge selection of organic and prepared foods, was in Bozeman. Molly had a little trouble concentrating as Christian walked her through the plans. He was standing so close to her that his arm brushed against her each time he leaned forward to point something out. Molly leaned a little closer, liking the feeling of being so near him.
"Thanks! Your support means a lot to me." He gave her a quick hug, and Molly held on tight, loving the smell of him. It wasn't any particular cologne, just the mix of shampoo and his natural scent. When they pulled apart, his eyes locked on hers and she held his glance, and her breath, as she could sense what was coming next. Christian moved towards her, hesitated a moment and then his lips were on hers.
Molly held on tighter as Christian deepened the kiss. Then he pulled back and slowly kissed his way along her neck, before claiming her lips again. Molly reveled in the taste of him and wasn't surprised at the chemistry; the surges of electricity she'd been feeling whenever they touched made sense now. She didn't want the kiss to end, but eventually it did, as Christian pulled back and then gently kissed her forehead.
"I shouldn't have done that," he said.
"I didn't mind actually." Molly smiled up at him, but the warm and happy glow she'd been feeling was starting to fade at the look of obvious regret on Christian's face.
"It's not fair to you. I'll make sure it doesn't happen again." Christian turned away and started heading upstairs to bed, while Molly stayed in the kitchen, wide awake and wondering where they would go from here, and how she could get Christian to kiss her again.
9
T he next morning at breakfast , Christian acted as though the kiss had never happened. He wasn't distant, just overly polite and friendly, almost as if he was trying too hard. Molly just went with it and, within a few days, it was almost as if they were back to normal. Though Molly did find herself glancing his way more often, and a few times out of the corner of her eye she caught him doing the same. She had of course filled Meghan in about the kiss, and they’d had a good hour-long phone chat about the matter.
Meghan had ridden the roller coaster of emotions, from
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