Her father glanced out the bay doors and said, Ah. Her hands shook when she tried to ignore him standing at the pump in his Wranglers, cowboy hat, dusty boots, and button-down western shirt. From the moment he’d called her darlin’ one day in high school, she couldn’t think straight with him around. He always did this to her every time she saw him. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest as she tried to go back to work, denying the way she reacted to him. A whiz at math, he’d tutored her for a short time in algebra, but it hadn’t lasted long enough for her. Ever since high school, he’d been the quiet Young brother, not too assuming and not one to draw attention, letting his brothers be the rowdy bunch. Or was it the man standing at the pump causing her to perspire?Īs she picked up the tool, she noticed the jacked-up silver dually didn’t fit Jeremiah’s style from what she knew of the man. The wrench hitting the cement under her feet made a loud clang. Absent-mindedly, she swiped at the beads of sweat trickling down her neck heading for her shoulder blade and dropped her wrench from her wet palm in the process. Cowboy Dreamin’ 5 Sandy Sullivan Chapter OneĬallinda Marie Lewis glanced out the big bay doors of the gas station when Jeremiah Young pulled his truck up to the gas pump.
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