Glancing at his watch, he turned toward the hotel and his meeting.
Buck was waiting for him. Seated at a table, the aging cowboy ate a cheeseburger and french fries, washing them down with orange juice. Wes grimaced and smiled. Who else would have lunch for breakfast? There wasn’t another man in all of Oklahoma like Buck, unless, of course, it was his father. Put the two of them together and you had one hundred percent disregard for rules, regulations, and good eating habits.
If one didn’t know this was all pretend, he wouldn’t take a second look at the scruffy cowboy wearing worn boots, work-faded jeans, and a ten-gallon hat with a crinkled crown. His shirt had a rip down the sleeve and his suspenders were stretched out to capacity from long use.
At other tables scattered around the room, the tourists enjoyed a buffet that Wes eyed speculatively. He was hungry and the aroma of food reminded him how much.
“Morning, Buck.”
Buck set his burger down to rise and slap Wes on the back. “Get yourself a plate, boy, and fill it up. We’ve got some talking to do.” But when Buck spoke, he would catch attention. His voice was low and raspy, as though it was worn out from issuing orders all day long. His eyes were kind eyes, worldly eyes. A twinkle of his love for life shone through, along with a spark of the mischief Wes knew he indulged in from time to time.
Tickled that the show went well, Victoria pushed through the door of the hotel. Buck spied her on her way up to her room and called to her.
“Yo! Vic. Come on over here, girl.”
He watched her cheerfully turn and head back at the exact same time Wes turned from the food bar. He had to swing his plate up and out of her way to keep her from bumping it out of his hand.
“Excuse me. I’m sorry.” She laughed, recognizing him and feeling the flush of embarrassment pink her cheeks.
“Seems I’m developing a habit of getting in your way.” A ripple of anticipation rolled through her. She felt like steel being drawn, sliver by sliver, toward a magnet.
Wes grinned and tipped his hat. “Some habits are hard to break. In your case, I hope you leave it alone.”
A Deeper Dimension
Amanda Carpenter
An independent woman, a strong-willed man, and a love neither of them can deny.
Diana needed no one. She’d survived on her own, put herself through school, and was totally self-sufficient. And now, at twenty-six, she had a successful career in the business world. And despite the fact that her new boss, Alex Mason was dynamic and attractive, she was determined to keep it strictly professional between them.
But when unscrupulous business rivals threaten to destroy all that Alex has built, Diana finds herself falling for the hard-working man she discovers behind his formal façade. And the closer she gets to Alex, the farther she drifts from her hard-fought independence…
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