Always Enough (Meet Me in Montana #2) - Kelly Elliott Page 0,66
she pulled back from him.
I narrowed my eye and watched them carefully.
“I don’t like him dancin’ with her either, Uncle Ty. He’s no good for her.”
My gaze dropped to Blayze, and I laughed. “Where in the world did you ever hear that?”
Blayze kept his eyes on Kaylee and Channing. “I heard Grams telling Granddaddy that Channing wasn’t nowhere near good enough for Kaylee.”
I looked back out onto the dance floor and found my folks. They were smiling at each other. “Your grams is right about that one.”
“I know! That’s why I said it. But you look mad, and if you wants your secret to stay a secret, you best pretend a little better that her dancing with another boy doesn’t make you angry, Uncle Ty.”
“Being schooled by a five-year-old—ain’t that some shit,” Dirk said, slapping me on the back as he walked away laughing.
“Hey! I’m almost six, Uncle Dirk!”
I stood and straightened my tuxedo jacket. “I’m going to go ask a pretty girl to dance.”
Blayze smiled. “I’m after you, Uncle Ty.”
Glancing down, I winked at him. “You got it, buddy.”
As I made my way closer to them, I watched Kaylee. The way she smiled at Channing. The way she looked at him. Was it different from the way she looked at me? Hell, my head was beginning to hurt. No woman had ever had me this fucking turned upside down before.
I tapped on Channing’s shoulder. “Mind if I cut in?”
Channing’s smile faded instantly, and he looked back at Kaylee. For the briefest of moments, I thought she was going to say she did mind. But she gave Channing a soft smile and took a step out of his arms.
I stepped into his vacated spot and looked at her. My heart sped up, and a nervous flutter hit the pit of my stomach. She really was the most beautiful woman in the room.
She stepped into my arms, and I pulled her close. Maybe a little too close, but I didn’t give a shit. I missed the feel of her. The smell of her vanilla soap. The way she held her breath when I was near her.
“I’ve been meaning to call you or stop by to . . .” My voice trailed off.
Her brows lifted. “To what?”
Clearing my throat, I replied, “Talk. To talk.”
“Oh, really? Seems to me you’ve been avoiding me, Ty.” She looked away for a moment, then back up at me. “What did you want to talk about?”
After glancing around the room, I let out an exasperated sigh. “Maybe now isn’t the time.”
“Considering you’re going out of your way to avoid me outside of this room, now seems like the perfect time.”
“I’m not going out of my way.”
Kaylee rolled her eyes and then looked away from me.
“It was irresponsible of me to have sex without a condom, and I wanted you to know if anything should come out of that . . .”
I cleared my throat again as she looked up at me. Her eyes were filled with something I couldn’t read. For the first time since I’d met this woman, I had no clue what was going on in her head. “If you end up being—”
“I’m not. I’ve had my period since that night, so you’re off the hook.”
The instant pain in my chest shouldn’t have been there. It should have been relief, I knew that, but that didn’t mean anything. A sense of loss washed over me. “I wasn’t going to ask to be let off of any hook, Kaylee.”
Her mouth opened to say something, but then she closed it. We danced a few minutes in silence, and as the song was ending, she pulled back and looked up at me. “Dirk said he told you about the job offer with CBS.”
I was positive I wore a shocked expression. “He told you about it?”
She nodded. “Yes. I think you should take it.”
The pain in my chest grew tenfold. “You . . . you do?”
“Yes, it might be a good thing for you. Besides, you have nothing here holding you back.”
My eyes searched her face, but it was completely void of any emotion. Nothing. “But I do. My family, and Blayze and Morgan. And who’s going to make sure you don’t set anything on fire?” I smiled, hoping it would also make her smile.
“I’m sure Channing could handle that just fine.”
I took a step back. The feel of a knife being pushed into the middle of my heart nearly took my breath away. Kaylee stood there, not an