Love Profound (Cowboys & Angels 2)

Jonathon flashed a smile. “I’m all grown up. Call me Jon.”

One look at Waylynn and I was pretty sure she was calling him a lot more than Jon in her mind. By the way her eyes traveled over his body and that wicked smile on her face, I could tell she was enjoying quite a few naughty thoughts about Jon Turner.

We stood there in a weird silence for a few seconds before Waylynn popped out of whatever dirty fantasy she had going on in her mind. “So! How about we take a tour and I give you my ideas?”

Jon nodded. “Sounds like a solid plan. What’s your timeline on the project?”

“I’m not in a rush, but I don’t want it to take a year, either.”

“I got ya.”

As they walked ahead, Waylynn turned around and fanned herself, mouthing ‘Holy shit, he’s hot’. Attempting to hide my chuckle, I nodded in agreement.

“Don’t you have an appointment you need to be at, Amelia?”

My jaw dropped. When she looked at me I mouthed, ‘Whore’.

“Takes one to know one,” she whispered.

“Yep. I guess I should be going. It was great seeing you again, Jon.”

He was taking out a tape measure and glanced my way. “Yeah, you too, Amelia.”

Pointing to Waylynn, I whispered, “Behave!”

She winked and I couldn’t help but laugh.

Trouble was indeed back in town.

Sitting in the cabin, I stared at the computer screen. With a deep sigh, I shut the laptop and stood. This place was my safety net. Where I could relax and totally get lost in writing. The only thing I was getting lost in was an endless array of useless thoughts—and then the sound of whistling caught my attention. I jumped up and made my way over to the window.

Wade.

My heart started to beat a little faster as I watched him on his horse rounding up a lost calf.

I swallowed hard. Jesus Christ, that guy is good looking. He finally got the calf and was guiding her back out into the open field. Damn, that cowboy is one hot son-of-a-bitch.

A slow smile pulled at my lips as I was hit with inspiration. I sat down and opened my computer. Pulling up my manuscript, I started to write. I was on a roll, the words flowed from my fingers. I squirmed a bit in my seat as I wrote the scene. An evil smile spread over my face as I took my characters on an erotic ride. Before I knew it, I was writing them both coming at the same time. My heart raced and I took a deep breath. I slowly blew it out as I pushed back my chair.

“Holy shit. That was hot.”

I chewed on my lip, but couldn’t help the chuckle that rose up. I walked over to the window to where I’d seen Wade earlier.

I was finally getting my mojo back, and I knew exactly whom I could thank for that.

Wade was the first person I saw when I walked into Lilly’s Café. Our eyes met and I couldn’t ignore the small twinge of excitement.

“Hey, how are you?” I asked as I approached his table.

He nodded, then sighed. “I’m good. Waiting on a lunch date, but it looks like she isn’t showing.”

I pulled my brows together. What idiot in her right mind would stand up Wade Adams?

“What’s her name?” I asked.

“Kendall Young.”

Fighting to hold back my smile, I pulled out the chair and sat down. I raised my hand and got the attention of Lucy, Lilly’s daughter. “I’ll take my regular.”

When I turned back to Wade, he was smiling. “Please feel free to join me, won’t you, Amelia?”

I chuckled. “Yes, thank you. Let me tell you why I felt confident enough to have a seat and share my lunch with you.”

Wade leaned back in his chair and folded his arms across his massive chest.

Shit, this boy has a body. No. Not boy. Man. Wade Adams is all man.

Lucy set down a Diet Coke in front of me, not bothering to hide a grin.

I took a drink. Long and slow, building up the anticipation of my big reveal.

“Please, take your time while I sit here with bated breath, awaiting your explanation.”

Gosh, he was cute when he was frustrated. “Okay. I’ll be frank. Kendall Young won’t be joining you for lunch.”

His left brow lifted along with the left side of his mouth. “Really? And you know this how?”

“’Cause she’s married.”

Wade’s smile dropped, along with his arms. “Are you shitting me right now?”

I had to force myself not to laugh. “Nope. Dead serious. Let me guess. You met her at Cord’s, she flirted, probably kissed you, promised to meet you for lunch here?”

He snarled. “Yeah. Pretty much.”

I shrugged. “Kendall got pregnant right out of high school and her parents forced her and Leo to get married. About once a month she gets a wild hair and goes to Cord’s Place with the intention of having an affair. She always backs out.”