A Gift For Baby. Raye Morgan
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looked at him, amused at how far off the mark he was. “No. Until I’m absolutely certain there is no romantic feeling between us. I only date men who don’t fall for me. It’s the only way to be sure.”
He shook his head, not sure he’d heard right. “Wait a minute. That’s crazy,” he said.
The music had stopped and they were standing at the edge of the crowd, still together but not touching, not doing anything that might commit them as a couple. They were both being very careful of that.
“That really doesn’t make any sense,” he stated flatly, ready to go on.
But before he had a chance to launch into his reasons for bewilderment, a handsome, clean-cut young man broke from a nearby group and smiled at Hailey. “Are you… would you like to dance?” he asked her shyly before he noticed Mitch.
Hailey smiled at the young man and began to shake her head. At the same time, as he glanced over her black wig, Mitch could see Pauly disappearing out the front door of the establishment. Pauly was gone, and the reason for dogging her every move left with him. He looked down at her. It had been fun, but it was over now.
“She’d love to,” he told the startled youth. Giving Hailey a wink, he began to turn away. “Listen, you came to dance and to have some fun. I guess I ought to let you do that.”
“Oh, but—” She put out a hand, as though she were about to reach for him, and then drew it back quickly. His abrupt change of plan was startling. Men rarely turned and ran from her. She was going to need a moment or two to adjust to shifting sands.
“Here you go.” He practically handed her off to the other man, but before he left, he gave her a bittersweet smile. “Treat her gently,” he told the young man. “She’s a special lady.”
Hailey watched him turn on his heel and melt into the crowd. A part of her resented him saying that. And another part was glowing in response. What on earth had made him leave her so suddenly? Had he recognized her? But no, if he’d recognized her, he would have said something. He was a strange man. But she couldn’t say she was sorry they’d met tonight.
Still, this was ridiculous. She didn’t act like this. She didn’t ever let a man get to her. And she wasn’t about to start now.
“Excuse me. Miss?”
“Oh.” Turning, she smiled at the young man she’d forgotten about. “Sorry. Let’s dance, shall we?” Taking his hand, she joined him as the fiddles began a wild country song.
She did a lot of dancing after that. She danced to slow tunes, she danced to fast tunes, and she spent most of the time hopping around to protect her feet. She danced with a college boy who’d had too much to drink and a truck driver who told dirty jokes and a cop who talked in a very gruff voice and a large, very handsome man who held her too close and wanted to take her out to see the moon, and a short, funny man who tried to trick her into revealing her telephone number. And every once in a while, she caught sight of Mitch standing along the edge of the crowd, watching her.
That was strange. Why didn’t he dance? Was he trying to figure out who she was and where he’d seen her before? No, she didn’t think that was it.
That wasn’t the look she saw in his eyes. Just what that look was, she couldn’t quite pin down. But she knew it wasn’t puzzled inquiry. No, that wasn’t it.
He was certainly a different man here than the cowboy she’d had the run-in with that afternoon. She’d felt she knew him, after their confrontation and then all the sketching she’d done of him. She knew his face, knew his long, muscular body, but she obviously didn’t know him at all. And as he watched her but refused to come close, her curiosity grew.
Now and then she ran into Jen and they exchanged greetings, but every time her friend was in the arms of the same blond cowboy, and from the smitten look on her face, Hailey figured Jen thought she’d found what she’d come for.
It was getting late, and her feet were getting tired. The wig was itchy and she was ready to go home. The dancing had been fun, but she’d had enough now, and she slipped away from the crowd and looked around the room for Mitch.
He’d disappeared. She wandered the edges of the group, then looked in the pool table room and the card room, but she didn’t see him. Disappointed, she made one last try and peeked into the bar area. There he was at the end of the counter, nursing a shot glass full of something dark and evil looking. Her spirits brightened immediately, and she headed straight for him.
Mitch was having his first and last drink of the night, and he wasn’t sure why he’d felt he needed it. But when he saw her coming across the room, he was glad he’d fortified himself. Something told him she wasn’t just going to say goodbye and head out the door. Chances were, he was in for another session with this bewildering woman.
He didn’t know what he was still doing here. He should have left long ago. At first he’d told himself he was watching Hailey in case Pauly came back. But as time went by, that had worn thin, and he’d had to admit it was more than that. He had to watch her because he couldn’t stop watching her. Not a good sign.
But he was surprised that she’d searched him out this way. After all, it had been obvious from the beginning that she was very anxious that he not realize who she was. The more contact they had, the more chance that he would put two and two together. Still she’d come looking for him. He wondered why that was.
“Hi,” she said, plopping down on the bar stool beside his. “Wow, I’m about danced out.”
He gave her a long, slow stare. He was getting used to the short, cropped look. She would be beautiful shaved bald, but he hoped he’d never have to see it. “Hey, pretty lady,” he said softly. “May I buy you a drink?”
“I’d love one,” she responded without hesitation. “I would be forever in your debt.”
An intriguing prospect. He raised an eyebrow. “What would you like?” he asked her.
“A tall, frosty glass of iced tea,” she said promptly. “That would hit the spot.”
He made a gesture to the bartender and in no time, she had exactly what she’d ordered. Taking a long sip, she sighed happily and sat back, looking at him. It was the first time she’d seen him without the hat. His hair was thick and black and curling around the edges, badly in need of a cut. She liked the way it framed his face. In fact, to her surprise, she liked a lot of things about him.
He watched her curiously, wondering what she was thinking. After all, she knew exactly who he was. Or, at least, she knew him as an employee at the ranch. But she could pretend she didn’t know that, just like he was pretending not to realize she was Hailey Kingston. There was a strange sort of logic at work here, but he wasn’t sure if it could hold up much longer.
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