To Love Someone (Baytown Boys #14) - Maryann Jordan Page 0,60

seem to have an end and is now adopting two kittens.”

Ignoring the part about the kittens, his gaze shot up to Jason’s. “How do you know about the date?” Lowering his brow, he narrowed his eyes. “Fuckin’ hell, were you spying out your window?”

Throwing his hands up between them, Jason laughed. “No. But I admit that Rose has trouble sleeping through the night with the baby pressing on her bladder and she gets up and walks around some. When she came back to bed, she commented that Samantha’s truck was still parked at the garage.” He inclined his head toward the empty space and added, “But I notice it’s gone this morning.”

“Christ, between you and Zac and everyone else in this town, how does anyone have any secrets? Y’all are worse than a bunch of gossipin’ old ladies!”

Jason threw his head back and laughed. “I think we’re all just pulling for you to stick around, Joseph. Anyway, go take those two fluff-butts to Samantha.”

He walked over to a cardboard box just inside the garage bay door and checked to make sure it was clean. Placing the two kittens inside, he gently set it on the truck seat. Tossing a wave toward Jason, he pulled out of the parking lot, careful with his turns, not wanting to jostle the box.

Sucking in a deep breath as he neared the vet clinic, he hoped Samantha would not mind the impromptu visit. Glancing down at the sound of rustling and mewing coming from the inside of the box, he blew out a long breath, “I may have fucked things up last night, but you two are my way back in. Now, if I can just not fuck things up again.”

16

On the drive home in the faint daylight of early morning, Samantha tried to keep her mind off what she had left lying in the bed. The gorgeous man who had thoroughly made love to her… no, not made love. It was sex. Fabulous, toe-curling, bone-melting, electric-filled, singing-to-the-rafters sex. Her body ached in a few places that had been dormant for a while, and she wouldn’t mind a repeat performance, but… I know me, and I know my heart would start to fall for the man who has one foot out the door.

She inhaled deeply, and as she let it out slowly noticed a faint whiff of fresh pine scent. As the sun rose, allowing her a closer investigation, she spied that the inside of her truck was clean. Floor mats vacuumed, dust wiped off the dashboard, windows clear. Why did Jason have my car detailed? And what is it going to cost? She hoped the cost would fit her pocketbook, but that thought left her mind as she pulled into her driveway and heard the familiar baying of Frodo.

As tired as she was, a smile still slipped across her face. She walked over the dune, giving him a chance to run and gallop along the shoreline even though she was exhausted. Finally, with a wide yawn splitting her face, she called him back and led them both into the camper.

As he gobbled the food from his dish, she glanced toward her bed, the pull to climb in and sleep almost overwhelming. Couldn’t I just call in sick for one day? Knowing the answer when she was the only licensed veterinarian on staff at the moment, she headed into her minuscule bathroom to shower and start the day.

An hour later, after opening the clinic with Annette and Tonya, she sat in her office to place a call. Glad when Jason answered, she said, “You weren’t open when I got my truck this morning… uh… last night. It would help if I had an idea of how much the towing, the detailing, and all that work is going to cost.” As she said the words, she winced, wondering what the final bill would be.

Jason quoted a price much lower than she anticipated. “There’s no way that’s right. It’s got to cost more than that.”

“That’s just for the towing to the shop.”

“Okay…” she replied, drawing the word out. “But what about the rest of the work?”

“No charge for that, Sam.”

His voice sounded strange, but she couldn’t figure out why without being able to see him. It almost sounded like he was trying to keep from laughing. But maybe he mixed her bill up with someone else’s and was trying to figure out why her estimate was so low. “Um… I think you need to relook at that,