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The Camden Cowboy. Victoria Pade
Читать онлайн.Название The Camden Cowboy
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isbn 9781472004604
Автор произведения Victoria Pade
Жанр Контркультура
Серия Mills & Boon Cherish
Издательство HarperCollins
“And tomorrow is okay?”
So she knew for sure that she’d get to see him again tomorrow …
She reminded herself once more that she shouldn’t be thinking about such things.
“Tomorrow is fine,” she said, as if it had no impact on her whatsoever. “Late afternoon is actually better for me because my meetings are all in the morning and early afternoon, and once the crew has left for the day I switch over to office work and that’s the easiest for me to interrupt …”
That hadn’t sounded good either …
“Not that you’ll be an interruption. I just mean that’s the best time for me to get away …”
Of course if she couldn’t get away personally, there were other people who could show him what he needed to move. But somehow Lacey didn’t want anyone else to do it …
“About four-thirty or five?” Seth said, not appearing to notice that she was flustered.
“Four-thirty or five is great,” she agreed, deciding it might be better if she said less because every time she said more she seemed to put her foot in her mouth.
He headed for the door. “There’s a landline on the wall in the kitchen—” He pointed to it. “My cell phone number and the number for my house are on a notepad next to the phone. If you need anything, just call. Try my cell first—that’s the likeliest way to reach me.”
“You don’t have a housekeeper or staff who’s over there even when you’re not?” Her father had an assistant at work and a housekeeper at home who always knew how to reach him. It just seemed likely that a Camden would have at least that, too.
But something about the question made Seth Camden chuckle. “I have a lady who comes in once a week and cleans up the rooms I use. If family is due in for some reason she brings two of her friends to spruce up the whole place, but other than that everybody who works here works on the land.”
Lacey nodded, realizing that again what she’d expected of him and the reality were two different things.
Seeing that his hand was on the doorknob, she said, “Thanks for the help tonight.”
“Don’t mention it.” He opened the door to leave.
And for absolutely no reason, Lacey felt the urge to say something—anything—to keep him there even a moment longer.
So she said, “You know how to get to the site tomorrow?”
Dumb. There wasn’t a single dumber thing she could have said.
Seth paused with his hand still on the doorknob to grin at her. “Uh … I do. I used to own the place, remember?”
Lacey grimaced. “Force of habit—I can’t keep straight who’s local and who’s not, so I just automatically ask if anybody coming out to the site knows the way.”
“Well, I do.”
“Sure. Of course you do. I’ll just see you tomorrow then.”
“Right.”
He stepped outside and closed the door behind him.
There was a big picture window not far from where Lacey was standing, and she instantly looked through it to watch Seth Camden walk around the pool and back to the main house.
With a cowboy’s swagger that made her mouth go dry again.
Which was cause for her to command herself to look away, to put the image and every thought of the man out of her mind.
But still she went on watching until he disappeared inside the French door they’d come out of.
And as for thoughts of the man?
Even out of sight, he wasn’t out of mind.
For the second night in a row.
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