back to her.
Before Mary Beth's phone call, Jenny had been certain Colt had decided he could live without her. But hope had surfaced when her friend said Colt had returned to Stone Creek demanding answers to his questions.
Would he actually come looking for her here in Dallas? Had her plan about making herself scarce actually worked? Had her absence actually made his heart grow fonder?
How soon would it be before she saw him? Tonight? Tomorrow? Next week?
Or never. Was she spinning dream castles in the air? Was Colt so set in his ways, so protective of his freedom that he would throw away what they had together?
Maybe he'd only gone back to Stone Creek to assure himself she was safe. He was responsible, even if he was commitment phobic. Their breakup had been pretty ugly.
Damn. This merry-go-round of speculation was getting her nowhere. She couldn't stand the thought of spending another evening alone in her tiny apartment. She decided to go out and grab a bite to eat.
A quick shower helped alleviate some of her anxiety. Standing in front of her closet, she spotted the long peasant dress she'd worn to Mary Beth's birthday party last July. Jenny pulled the dress from the hanger and slipped it on. She knew Colt liked this dress. Dabbing on lipstick, she grabbed her coat and was out the door.
As she headed toward her car, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky in the distance. A low rumble of thunder followed. Great, just what she needed. The first sprinkles of rain hit her face and dotted the skirt of her dress before she hopped in the car.
Pulling onto the street, Jenny drove at a snail's pace. The bottom of the sky had fallen out. Buckets of water pelted the windshield. As she snaked along, Jenny thought about turning back. Another peanut butter sandwich for dinner might not be so bad after all.
But she couldn't turn back. She was starting a new life, wasn't she? A new adventure.
Courage, Jenny. Courage.
Slowly, she drove through the blinding rain. At the intersection leading to the freeway, the shower let up and visibility improved. On the opposite side of the street, a black diesel pickup truck was stalled. As Jenny inched nearer, her throat went dry. She would know that truck anywhere. She'd ridden in it enough times. The hood was up and a familiar body stood looking at the engine.
Jenny slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop. Colt lifted his head, recognition dawning in his clear blue eyes. Her heart thudded in her chest as she made a quick u-turn and pulled in behind him. She cut the motor, but didn't get out of the car.
A tiny glimmer of joy blossomed inside Jenny. Had her plan actually worked? It couldn't be coincidence that Colt was so close to her apartment, could it?
Her first impulse was to fling herself into his arms. On second thought, she wasn't sure of the reception she would receive. He had been very angry the last time she had seen him. Joy gave way to doubt.
Gripping the steering wheel in indecision, Jenny nearly jumped out of her skin when Colt appeared by the side of the car. He was soaked. His clothes clung to his big muscular body. A fierce yearning tugged in Jenny's stomach. God, how she loved him.
Jerking the door open, Colt pulled her out. He grabbed her close, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hard.
Jenny melted in his arms. Liquid flame ignited between them. The earthy flavor of raindrops blended with the taste of Colt. The dampness from his clothes seeped through her coat and into her dress, soaking her quickly. The incessant drizzle of rain washed over them.
Jenny returned Colt's kisses with an urgency that left both of them trembling. Five long weeks of pent-up desire exploded into a sea of sensation. She couldn't get enough. He couldn't get enough. Colt's strong arms molded her to him so tightly, she thought she'd break in two.
Finally she pushed away, but kept her hands firmly clasped around his waist.
"Damn Jenny! Why did you run away? I've missed you
Before Mary Beth's phone call, Jenny had been certain Colt had decided he could live without her. But hope had surfaced when her friend said Colt had returned to Stone Creek demanding answers to his questions.
Would he actually come looking for her here in Dallas? Had her plan about making herself scarce actually worked? Had her absence actually made his heart grow fonder?
How soon would it be before she saw him? Tonight? Tomorrow? Next week?
Or never. Was she spinning dream castles in the air? Was Colt so set in his ways, so protective of his freedom that he would throw away what they had together?
Maybe he'd only gone back to Stone Creek to assure himself she was safe. He was responsible, even if he was commitment phobic. Their breakup had been pretty ugly.
Damn. This merry-go-round of speculation was getting her nowhere. She couldn't stand the thought of spending another evening alone in her tiny apartment. She decided to go out and grab a bite to eat.
A quick shower helped alleviate some of her anxiety. Standing in front of her closet, she spotted the long peasant dress she'd worn to Mary Beth's birthday party last July. Jenny pulled the dress from the hanger and slipped it on. She knew Colt liked this dress. Dabbing on lipstick, she grabbed her coat and was out the door.
As she headed toward her car, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky in the distance. A low rumble of thunder followed. Great, just what she needed. The first sprinkles of rain hit her face and dotted the skirt of her dress before she hopped in the car.
Pulling onto the street, Jenny drove at a snail's pace. The bottom of the sky had fallen out. Buckets of water pelted the windshield. As she snaked along, Jenny thought about turning back. Another peanut butter sandwich for dinner might not be so bad after all.
But she couldn't turn back. She was starting a new life, wasn't she? A new adventure.
Courage, Jenny. Courage.
Slowly, she drove through the blinding rain. At the intersection leading to the freeway, the shower let up and visibility improved. On the opposite side of the street, a black diesel pickup truck was stalled. As Jenny inched nearer, her throat went dry. She would know that truck anywhere. She'd ridden in it enough times. The hood was up and a familiar body stood looking at the engine.
Jenny slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop. Colt lifted his head, recognition dawning in his clear blue eyes. Her heart thudded in her chest as she made a quick u-turn and pulled in behind him. She cut the motor, but didn't get out of the car.
A tiny glimmer of joy blossomed inside Jenny. Had her plan actually worked? It couldn't be coincidence that Colt was so close to her apartment, could it?
Her first impulse was to fling herself into his arms. On second thought, she wasn't sure of the reception she would receive. He had been very angry the last time she had seen him. Joy gave way to doubt.
Gripping the steering wheel in indecision, Jenny nearly jumped out of her skin when Colt appeared by the side of the car. He was soaked. His clothes clung to his big muscular body. A fierce yearning tugged in Jenny's stomach. God, how she loved him.
Jerking the door open, Colt pulled her out. He grabbed her close, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hard.
Jenny melted in his arms. Liquid flame ignited between them. The earthy flavor of raindrops blended with the taste of Colt. The dampness from his clothes seeped through her coat and into her dress, soaking her quickly. The incessant drizzle of rain washed over them.
Jenny returned Colt's kisses with an urgency that left both of them trembling. Five long weeks of pent-up desire exploded into a sea of sensation. She couldn't get enough. He couldn't get enough. Colt's strong arms molded her to him so tightly, she thought she'd break in two.
Finally she pushed away, but kept her hands firmly clasped around his waist.
"Damn Jenny! Why did you run away? I've missed you
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