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problem. I'll be with
one of the best mechanics in Texas. I'm sure she wouldn't leave me
stranded."
Jessie laughed.
"I like it when you laugh." Cameron stepped
closer and reached for her, thankful she didn't pull away. "I like
kissing you, too. I want to kiss you, Jess. I need to kiss
you."
The laughter died in Jessie's throat when
his lips brushed hers. His words touched something deep inside. The
kiss was gentle, very different from the passionate one they'd
shared last night. Before she had time to respond, Cameron released
her. He searched her eyes as if looking for something.
"Will you go to the movies with me?" he
asked softly.
Jessie couldn't speak, still trying to
recover from the kiss. She thought he sounded almost hesitant. Like
her answer mattered to him a lot. Finally, she just nodded.
Cameron smiled. "Good. When I see you
tomorrow for the tour of your clinic, we'll finalize the
plans."
Jessie stood in the lamplight after he drove
away. She traced her lips with one finger. The gentle kiss they'd
shared had been different, nothing like she'd ever experienced
before. Especially with Cameron McCade.
****
The next morning, Jessie rolled herself on
the creeper underneath Mrs. Jones's late model SUV and loosened the
oil plug. Placing a pan to catch the oil, she mentally willed the
black fluid to drain quickly. It was eleven-thirty and she was
starving. She hadn't eaten any breakfast. She'd still been shaken
by the gentleness of Cameron's kiss the night before. The man
confused the hell out of her.
The oil flow stopped and Jessie quickly
changed the filter. Wiping her hands on a grease rag, she rolled
herself out from under the vehicle. Before she knew what was
happening, she was lifted from the creeper and held in Cameron's
strong arms. Amused blue eyes stared down at her from beneath his
Stetson, and she was certain she had oil on her cheeks. She tried
to wipe it away.
Low laughter rumbled in Cameron's throat. He
took the rag in one hand, her chin in the other. "You're just
making it worse. Let me do it."
Jessie tried to quiet the tremulous pounding
of her heart. The firm pressure from Cameron's fingers on her chin
warmed her skin and a delicious heat spread downward. A hunger of a
different sort made her lean toward him.
Careful, Jess . She grabbed the rag to
finish the job herself and stepped away, forgetting about the
creeper on the floor. One minute she was falling; the next, she was
safely in Cameron's arms again. He held her tightly against the
length of his body. But Jessie knew she wasn't safe at all. In
fact, she was in too much danger for her peace of mind.
She pushed out of the embrace and
desperately tried to get hold of her wayward emotions. "Thanks for
catching me."
"My pleasure," he said with a wink.
Prickles of awareness rose on the nape of
her neck at the sound of his low, seductive voice. Jessie bent
down, picked up her baseball cap and jammed it on her head. She
felt like a clumsy fool. Not only for tripping over the cart, but
for her lack of control to Cameron's touch.
The look of raw hunger on his face froze
Jessie on the spot. What was this thing between them? It
grew stronger each time they were together.
Jessie tossed the grease rag in the trash
barrel. "I didn't expect to see you for another hour. Has something
come up?"
Cameron stuffed his hands in his pockets.
Something had definitely come up, but it wouldn't be polite to
mention it, especially when he had promised Jessie he wouldn't put
pressure on her. "Actually, I couldn't wait any longer to see you
again. So, I brought lunch. I thought we could go to the roadside
park and have a picnic, before you showed me your clinic."
Jessie melted a little inside. How sweet.
"Shouldn't you be spending this time with your family?"
"I rode out with Dallas early this morning
to inspect the cattle, then visited with Mom at breakfast. I
promise you, she didn't mind at all when I said I wanted to have
lunch with you. In fact, she packed