was a small airport, not able to handle the jumbo jets but several planes from four different airlines came and went during the week. Jake arrived just in time. The passengers of the smaller jet were disembarking. There was already a small group of townspeople there to pick up their relatives. Jake smiled a greeting to several he knew from town and the neighboring ranches.
There was one woman who got off and looked around, but Jake was sure this wasn’t the woman Veronica was waiting for. She was too perfectly made up to be Ronnie’s friend. Her eyes were beautiful, he could tell they were a crystal blue even from this distance. She had perfectly coiffed hair that curled softly around her shoulders, framing her face and showing off high cheekbones a model would love. She was short, maybe only five feet four inches tall, but her heels got her up to about five feet seven inches. Still petite in his book.
Overall, the woman was stunning, but definitely too skinny for his taste. He liked a woman he could hold and not get poked by her bones. Nice breasts, though, he thought to himself. He couldn’t help but notice them, he justified. She was wearing blue and white striped slacks with a tight, white, sleeveless sweater which showed off her figure perfectly. Besides, the rest of her was so thin, her breasts seemed to be larger.
Jake turned his mind away from the tiny woman’s breasts and scanned the rest of the airport terminal looking for a woman that Veronica might befriend. Most of her friends were down home women. They were strong and vibrant, just like Ronny.
His eyes kept coming back to the tiny woman standing amid the small crowd of people in the airport. She seemed sad. He wasn’t sure why he thought that except that there was something in her eyes. Her eyes really were quite spectacular, he thought. If only the dark circles weren’t there to detract from their crystal blue color, she might not seem so sad. That had to be it, he thought. The circles made her look like she was nervous and anxious about something or someone.
After about five minutes, the crowd thinned out until only Jake and the woman were standing there.
Elissa tried not to fidget. She put her hands down by her sides, refusing to let them brush back her hair or rub her eyes again. She was tired, but that wasn’t new. She seemed to be in a perpetual state of sleep deprivation lately.
If only that cowboy would stop staring at her, she might not feel so selfconscious. He was extremely tall, at least a head taller than the other people in the small airport. And incredibly handsome in a rugged, Marlboro man kind of way. She wasn’t used to men looking like that and he definitely tantalized her senses, but she turned away, forcing her eyes to look towards the windows.
Less than ten seconds later, she found herself looking at him again, drawn to him as if he were some sort of magnet. His muscular legs were encased in dusty jeans with a red shirt covering extremely broad shoulders tucked into the waistband. She noticed that his stomach was flat. No flab hanging over his belt buckle. He held a cowboy hat in his hands that had definitely seen the range, and was still covered with dust. Her eyes were traveling higher as she took in every detail of the brawny man, wondering what his arms would feel like. She could only see the muscular forearms and they were impressive with long, lean fingers that a surgeon would envy.
She looked higher and instantly flushed red when she found that his eyes were staring right back at her.
Turning away from his stare, she searched the airport, hoping Veronica would show up soon. What could be keeping her, Elissa wondered? She hoped nothing had happened to the babies. She would give Veronica five more minutes, then call her on her cell phone.
Elissa bit her lip as the tall cowboy strolled over to her. She didn’t want to deal with the usual pick-up lines so she turned her back on the man, hoping he would get the hint.
“Excuse me, ma’am,” he said politely. Elissa instantly liked the slight drawl in his voice and the deep sound fell over her skin like a caress.
Elissa shook herself mentally. Polite or not, she was thoroughly disgusted with men in general. She was fed up with their