Cowboy And Candy Hearts – Kes Winter (1)

Take your eyes, for instance. That golden-brown? Definitely warm.” His hand comes up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “And this—” He lets the strand slide through his fingers. “Dark brown, but it catches red in the sunlight. Warm.” His eyes drop to my cheeks, and that slow, devastating smile spreads across his face. “And then there’s this.” He traces his fingertip feather-light along my cheekbone. “The way you get flushed. All that red underneath your skin. Pure warmth.” “That’s just makeup,” I bluff, knowing I’m blushing harder.

“You know, the stuff that comes in a compact?” “Is it?” The intensity in his blue-green gaze makes my skin burn hotter. “Because I’m watching it deepen. Spread down your neck.” His finger trails from my cheekbone down to the pulse point at my throat, where my heartbeat is absolutely betraying me. “Makeup doesn’t do that, darlin.’” I open my mouth, but no words come out.

His hand slides to the back of my neck, fingers tangling gently in my hair. His gaze drops to my lips. “We’re in the middle of Patterson’s Hardware,” I whisper, but I’m arching into his touch instinctively. “Well aware.” His thumb strokes along my jaw as he tilts my face up toward his. My eyes flutter closed.

I can feel the heat of him, the magnetic pull drawing us together. His breath mingles with mine. He’s right there. Right there. “Excuse me, do you folks know where I can find the wood stain?” We spring apart like we’ve been electrocuted. An elderly man with a cheerful smile stands at the end of the aisle, completely oblivious to what he just interrupted.

Luke blows out a breath, running a hand through his hair. “Uh, yeah. Two aisles over, left side, sir.” “Much appreciated!” The man ambles off. I’m gripping the shopping cart handle so hard my knuckles are white, my heart still pounding like I’ve run a marathon. When I finally dare to look at Luke, he’s staring at me with an expression that’s equal parts frustration and heat.

“We should—” I swallow. “We should get to Mad Dog’s. Shift starts in twenty minutes.” I try to feel grateful that the moment between us was shattered. Friends can go shopping at a hardware store together. Friends do not kiss in the middle of said hardware store. And Luke is the first good friend I’ve had in a long time. I don’t want to mess it up.

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OceanofPDF.com Contents 1. A Not-so-Happy Valentine’s Day 2. Neon Moon 3. A Devil with Seaglass Eyes 4. Game Face 5. Passion Project 6. Cowgirl 7. Ocean Eyes 8. Closed for Business 9. Change My World 10. Broke 11. Together 12. Honey 13. Boyfriend 14. Pickles and Ice Cream Epilogue About the Author Also by Kes Winter OceanofPDF.com V CHAPTER 1 A Not-so-Happy Valentine’s Day alentine’s Day is a bad day to be working at a dive bar. All the loved up couples are at fancy restaurants or eating home cooked meals in domestic bliss.

The singles, meanwhile, head to their local dive for two main reasons: to drown their lonely sorrows at the bottom of a glass, or to pump in some liquid courage to try to get laid. Either way, it makes for a messy night when you’re the one slinging the drinks. No judgment on either variety of patron. God knows I’ve been on both paths on Valentine’s Days past. Yes, I’ve cried into my cups over countless shitty exes. Yes, I’ve woken up in someone else’s bed on February 15th after a few too many tequila shots, spending the night before looking for love and settling for an encounter where I could pretend someone touching me meant they cared.

“Maddie girl, why aren’t you out with some nice young man tonight?” I look up at Sylvia’s question. She’s an old timer here at Mad Dog’s. That’s the biker bar my dad owns and practically my home away from home. I grew up hanging out at Dad’s office when I was little, doing little chores here and there when I was old enough. Then waitressing. Now bartending. What a meteoric rise. I’m not one of those fancy mixologists that works in the bougie hotels downtown.

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