Page 62 of Gone Country


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I sat forward, rubbing my temples. “Maybe?”

Rowdy gave me thekeep it cominggesture.

“All I know is that Kit started acting real jittery after he got back from spending time with the rodeo guy.”

“Luke?”

“Apparently Kit was leaving the circuit right as Luke was hitting it big, so they knew each other a little.”

Rowdy drummed his fingers on the table. “Luke would be the perfect person for Kit to talk to, if he was questioning shit.”

“Yeah, well, as soon as he came back from their conversation, he was anxious to leave. Like, gotta go, gotta goanxious.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Kit look impatient.”

“It was unnerving,” I admitted. “I’d already done the work up on Trip, so I cut short our conversation. By the time we got back here, I thought he was gonna come out of his skin.”

“Seriously?”

“I asked him what was going on, and he said he wanted to kiss me again.”

“Wait.Again?” Rowdy flicked his hands out by his temples, like I’d just blown his mind.

“The first time I went to his house to work on his knee, he kissed me,” I finally admitted, more relieved than I thought I’d be to let go of that secret.

“Seriously?”

“To be fair, I’d gotten him a little drunk because he was in so much pain, but yeah. He’s a fucking fantastic kisser.”

“I can see that about Kit,” Rowdy said, letting out his long hair to run his hands through it. “But nothing happened after that first time?”

I shook my head. “We both agreed that it was an anomaly, and that we would never speak of it again.”

“But . . .”

“He’s been helping me with the new business, Rowd. This whole thing was his idea to begin with. He’s so good at the business side of things, and I have really appreciated the help.”

“While lusting after him.”

“Obviously.”

“And do you think you were getting signs from him?”

“Mixed signals only.Verymixed signals. So, when he said he wanted to kiss me again, it shocked the hell out of me.”

“I bet. What’d you say?”

“Yes, obviously.”

“And?And?”

I bit at my bottom lip. “I told him I’d been waiting for him. He planted one on me and I swear the goddamned planets realigned themselves.”

Rowdy swooned, then collapsed on the table. “Fuckin’ A.”

“And then I invited him in.”

“Bitch . . .” The surprise in Rowdy’s eyes turned to confusion. “And he went willingly?”