softly against the front of his shirt and his cock went tight and hard. He spoke nothing but the bald truth when he’d said he wasn’t much of a dancer but he could fake it / if he could hold Callie against him like this.
For just a second, he bent his head to inhale the soft fragrance of her shampoo and then she looked up at him. Her wide, heavily lashed eyes were a little dazed and he wondered if she was as affected too. Then she smiled. “Hm. I think I could get used to dancing with you, Mac Moreno.”
Okay.
This was a good sign.
It had been a long time since he’d felt this kind of sexual interest in a woman and since he wasn’t a dumbass, he squeezed her hand slightly and tightened his arm around her until she was plastered to the front of his body. Just where he wanted her. Bending his head low, he whispered in her ear. “Then I’ll have to oblige you. Been meaning to ask if you’ve had anyone willing to show you around Morgan’s Creek?”
“You offering?”
“I am. I’ve lived here most of my life. Know the ins and outs.”
She laughed. “The ins and outs, huh? That sounds interesting.”
Whoa.
Sassy.
Mac liked that about her.
“I haven’t asked where you hail from and what brings you to Morgan’s Creek.”
“Ah, a long sad story, Mac. I won’t bore you with the reasons, at least not now, but let’s just say I needed a change and something rural suited my purposes. Came here from Oklahoma City.”
“Do you have family there?”
“Nah. My folks passed several years ago. It’s just me. What about you? Do you have family in these parts?”
Mac looked down at her. “A half sister and brother. That’s it. Small family. My mom died years ago.”
“I’m sorry,” she said quietly. “That’s tough.”
When the song ended, Mac led them back to the table to find Ashley sitting there with Jase. “Hey! You having fun?” she asked Callie the minute she sank into her seat.
“I am. Getting to know Mac.”
Ashley frowned suddenly and glanced at Jase. “Um. I hate to ask this but are you ready to leave?”
“Leave?”
Mac had a pretty good idea what was going on. Sparks sizzled between the young couple. He looked at Ashley. “Look, if you two want to get on out of here, I’ll see that Callie gets home.” Then he looked at Callie and saw understanding in her eyes. “That okay with you?”
“Heck yeah,” Callie rushed to reassure. “You guys don’t have to babysit me. I’ll be fine and Mac can see me home. Thanks for talking me into coming tonight, Ash. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”
Relief swept Ashley’s face as she and Jase stood. “Yeah, you bet. I won’t be late.”
“No problem. Have fun.”
Mentally rubbing his hands together, Mac leaned back and took a sip of his beer.
She was a beautiful, interesting woman and he was dying to get to know her better.
“How did your grand opening week go?”
“It was great. It really was. Looks like I’m the owner of the only florist in the area so my services are in demand. I like that. It keeps me busy.”
“You have a nice place there. I know how it feels to build a business from the ground up. Nice sense of satisfaction when you can make a go of things. Looks to me like you’re off to a good start.”
“I hope so. I haven’t seen much of Morgan’s Creek but from what I know so far, it’s a nice little town and a good place to make a home.”
“Where are you living now?”
“Little house at the corner of Peach and Fourth Street.”
“Oh yeah, the old Wilson place.”
“That’s the one. It’s small but neat and has lots of potential,” she said. “I’m only renting now but if things work out with the shop, I might bite the bullet and just buy it outright.” She turned in her chair and faced him more fully. A small smile tilted her lips. Mac wanted to kiss her at that moment more than he’d wanted anything in a long time. Her gaze drifted over his face and he saw the interest shining in those