behind her. She jumped in surprise, placing her hand on her chest to still her racing heart.
"You scared me."
"Sorry. I didn't want you to leave before I could talk to you." He stepped closer, almost blocking her retreat, enveloping her senses with his presence. "I had hoped to dance with you again."
"Yeah, well, it didn't work out that way." She fumbled with her purse, avoiding his searching gaze.
"I guess not," he whispered. Her head came back up when she heard, "Would you like to get a cup of coffee?"
"I appreciate the thought, Tanner, but maybe some other time."
"How about tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Will you have supper with me?"
"Are you asking me out?"
"Yeah, I guess I am. What do you say?"
The hopeful appearance on his face gave her pause.
"I don't know, Tanner, I mean, we just met." She wanted to be evasive and not encourage him, but on the other hand she wanted…what, she didn't know.
"I thought that's what dates were for."
His pleading eyes met hers and melted her resolve to avoid being alone with him. She had a bad feeling about this, but with a wary smile, she relented. "Okay."
Giving her that smile that turned her insides to mush earlier and made her think of his mouth on hers, he said, "How about I pick you up at Chris' at six? We can have supper, and go dancin' or whatever."
Or whatever.
Whatever could mean… Her stomach clenched and liquid seeped onto her panties as she thought of their shared kiss.
Damn, he can get me hot and wet with a kiss
. "I suppose that would be all right."
Snapping his fingers he said, "Wait. Would you like to go for a ride tomorrow? We could take a couple of horses, grab a picnic lunch and go down by the river. There is a really nice spot where I like to go fishin'."
"Fishing?"
"Yeah, fishin'. Do you like to fish?"
"Actually, yes. It's been a long time since I went fishing or riding for pleasure. I usually don't have time to kick back."
"Great! I'll grab a couple of poles and ride over about eleven, if that's okay with you."
"How about I walk over and meet you at your house? I'm kind of picky about my mount."
With an impish grin, he replied, "I bet you are."
Blushing when she realized the double meaning, she stuttered, "I mean, what I meant was—"
He interrupted her with a devilish smile as he said, "I'll see you at eleven or so."
"Eleven it is."
"Sweet dreams," he whispered with a wink.
"Night," Amy whispered as he turned back toward the stage, just as Chris reached them.
"Night, Chris," he said, tipping his hat to her as he passed.
"Night, Tanner."
Amy's gaze fastened on his nicely rounded ass displayed to her view as he walked away and she sighed
.
"Did I give him enough time?"
Chris is so setting me up.
Amy frowned at her friend before she turned and headed for the door. "Well, what did you expect me to do when he moved toward you? I got the impression he wanted to talk to you, and I didn't want to get in his way."
Once they reached the car, she opened her door and slid inside, without a word. Chris followed suit by opening the passenger side and climbing in.
She flipped it into drive and pulled out of the parking lot, spraying gravel behind her as silence prevailed inside the car.
"Come on, Am, talk to me."
"No." Her gaze focused on the road in front of her, while her hands gripped the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white.
"Why? I thought I was helping you."
Amy grumbled, "You set me up, Chris. Trying to push me together with Tanner isn't a good idea. I don't want to get involved with someone, no matter how gorgeous they are."
"I only gave him a chance to talk to you. So what happened?"
"He asked me out."
"He asked you out?"
"Yes, he did."
"That's cool! Tanner is a super guy."
Amy looked at her friend, remembering something Chris had said about the guy she had been trying to hook her up with for a long time.
No, it couldn't be. Chris hadn't even tried to introduce them.
She returned her focus to the road without a