#Carolyn brown broken roads series full
#Carolyn brown broken roads series series

#Carolyn brown broken roads series full

Hoping that he couldn’t hear the breathlessness in her voice, she straightened to her full height and started reading. Her arm brushed against his chest and more sparks danced around the café. She reached across his booth to pick up a one-page menu stuck between the saltshaker and napkin holder.

“You asked if I wanted anything else.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Whatcha got?” His drawl broke through the haze surrounding her. No! No! No! Yet her fingertips went straight to her lips to see if the memory made them as warm as they felt. Oh, but to kiss those lips one more time just to see if they still made her knees go weak. But then she reminded herself that she didn’t have to impress Brody Dawson.

His sexy grin and that twinkle in his baby-blue eyes made every hormone in her body beg for attention. “Anything else, Your Highness?” Lila asked as she turned to face him and made her way to his table. “How about a glass of half sweet tea and half Molly’s fresh lemonade?” I’m dying over here,” Brody called from across the small dining room. “Anything else?”įred squirted streams of ketchup across the fries. “I’d forgotten that they called you the wild child, Lila.” Paul grinned. She carried the order to the other end of the café and set it down between Paul McKay and Fred Williams, two ranchers she’d known her whole growing-up years. Lord, why couldn’t he have developed a beer gut and two chins? He filled out the butt of his jeans even better than he had when they were in high school and his chest was an acre wide. In a few long strides he slid into a booth and laid his hat on the space beside him. “But not for long, so don’t go getting your hopes up,” she smarted off right back at him. He closed the door behind him and slowly scanned her from the toes of her boots to her black ponytail.

She gripped the red plastic basket to keep from dropping it and slowly inhaled, willing herself to take a step toward the table where a couple of old ranchers waited for their order. The energy in the café sparkled with electricity and her chest tightened. The hot western sun silhouetted the cowboy in the doorway, but she’d recognize Brody Dawson anywhere-in the darkest night or the brightest day. Lila picked up a basket filled to the brim with hot French fries just as the door to the Happy Café opened. Order up!” Molly yelled from the kitchen.

#Carolyn brown broken roads series series

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