“Right, of course.Well, I’m here now.”
A line forms between her brows.“We should probably talk about what that means ...and you should probably put me down, because I’m sure we’re giving the doorman quite the show.”
I glance over my shoulder at the young man who’s practically drooling at the glass as he watches us.“He have a thing for you?I mean, I don’t know why he wouldn’t, especially looking like you do in that dress.”
“He’s gay.So I’d say if he’s looking at anyone’s ass, it’s yours.”
“Well, does it at least look good in these jeans?”I joke and set Daisy on her feet, even though it hurts to let her go.
I grab the flowers and hand them to her.“Darlin’, I’m sorry I was a huge asshole.”
“Thank you.”She gives me a toothy grin and presses her nose to the bouquet, inhaling with a sigh.“Come on, I’m gonna take you to lunch.I’m starved, and if I spend one more second in Hadley’s cramped apartment today, I think I’ll go stir crazy.”
“Actually, I was thinking maybe we’d go home.”
Daisy’s eyes go round and she steps back, suddenly livid.“West, I can’t go back to Red River Canyon yet.I have school.”
“I didn’t say Red River, I said home.”
A little crease forms between her brows.“What are you—”
“Listen, I like Hadley a lot, but I figured her apartment might be a little too small for the four of us, so I rented a house.It’s no ranch, but it’s got a little backyard for Waylon and wait until you see the kitchen in this place,” I make the universal sign for “chef’s kiss”. “You’re gonna love it, Dais.There’s even room for a dog.What do you think about getting Waylon one of those?”
Daisy opens her mouth and closes it, several times.I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen her speechless.
“Y-you ...got us a house?”
“Yeah, darlin’.Can’t make a home in your best friend’s apartment.”
“You’re really staying then?In Dallas?”Her eyes shine with tears.“You left the ranch?What about your family?”
“I’m looking at it.”I tuck a bright strand of hair behind her ear.God, how I missed feeling that silky hair wrapped around my fist.“At least, I’m looking at one half of it.What do you say we go pick up Waylon and show him our new house?”
“Maybe we should just go pick up those keys first, because I ain’t done kissing you yet.”
I smile, “I like the way you think, darlin’.”
I reach behind her, open the passenger door, and help her in my truck.Then I round the front bumper and climb on in.
“Oh, and to answer you’re earlier question, I think Ham is all the dog we need.”
I grin and peel away from the curb.Once I’m in traffic, I lay my hand palm up on the seat and she places her tiny hand in mine.
What do you know, Lemon was right.Maybe Iamgesture enough.
