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blew into town two nights ago. You
couldn't ask for a prettier, nicer person than that one.”
He gulped hard.
"So, she's staying here?
Tell me, do you know
anything else about her," he asked hopefully.
“Of course I do! Her name's Maddy. . .Maddy Cassidy to be exact. She
drove that old Mustang parked out back all the way from Tennessee. I can
tell ya’, she hasn't had it easy.
It seems some son of a gun back there
mistreated her somethin’ awful,” she informed him.
“Mistreated, you mean he hit her?” Dusty said, enraged.
Mabel nodded her head.
“That's exactly what I mean. She’s coming out of her shell, but you
might be out of luck if its romance you have on your mind. She’s sworn
off men. . . can’t say I blame her. She’s been walkin’on eggshells, if you
know what I mean.”
“Just my luck,” he groaned. “Anything else I should know before I go
and make a complete fool out of myself,” he asked.
“You
should know
that
she's
plannin'
on
stayin'
in
these
parts,
permanent.
She's twenty-eight years old, not a kid.
She's independent,
intelligent, and don’t let those good looks fool ya, she’s as beautiful on the
inside, as she is on the out,” she smiled.
Dusty put some money on the counter, grabbed his Stetson, and and
gave the old woman a kiss on the cheek. He didn't know what to do. He
couldn't just barge his way into her life, now could he? He figured she was
still skittish about men, probably why she ran away from him this morning.
However, he couldn't just sit idly by and let some other cowboy snatch her
up.
"Ahem!" Miss Mabel cleared her throat.
Dusty turned to look at her. "Did I forget something," he asked.
"If you're thinkin' of introducin' yourself to Maddy right now, your shit
out of luck.. . .She went into town to do some shoppin' - seems she's
lookin' for a job.”
CHAPTER 11
    Maddy was casually making her way through the local boutique. She
adored the summery dresses and the casual styles, but needed something
along the lines of a business suit. She cringed at the thought of showing up
at a job interview without one.
However, the town was small and the
nearest strip mall was eighty miles away. She figured she'd just have to keep
searching. The selection was surprisingly diverse for such a small town.
Confident, she knew if she looked long enough, she'd find the perfect one.
    Finally, she brought an armload of dresses to the salesclerk.
“Excuse me, miss. I'd like to try these on if I can.”
The sales clerk grinned and handed her a key to the dressing room.
“Thanks so much,” she smiled.
Normally, Maddy couldn't stand the thought of trying on so many
    distinctive outfits.
However, this was different.
This was no routine job she was applying for. . .and Dusty was no
ordinary cowboy.
     
~*~
    Dusty pulled out of Mabel's and headed back for the ranch. The sun
would be setting soon, and he loved this time of day. Grand Valley was
breathtaking any time of the year, but the sunsets. . .now, they were out of
this world beautiful. He whistled along with the country song playing on
the radio as he cruised towards town.
    He turned a left on to Main Street and had to do a double-take.
Parked in front of Lily's Boutique was a red sixty five fastback. He slowed
the truck down to a crawl.
He smiled.
     
"Well. I'll be. That has to be the one. I never saw that car before. Yep,
that’s it - Tennessee plates.”
    He was grinning from ear to ear as the wheels turned in his head.
“Now, let’s see . . . I could park down the road some and pretend I
happened to be in the area. No, no that's not gonna’ work, only crazyass stalkers pull stunts like that.”
    He pondered his options. “I could sit and wait for her to come out of
Lily's.”
Nope, he shook his head.
"That's another stalker routine. I don't want to scare her," he muttered.
He smiled, and pulled a u-turn.
"I got it. Might as well just come right out with it.”
He parked across the street from Lily's and hastily pulled a