Heartbreak's Reward (Double Dutch Ranch Series: Love at First Sight Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

home.” He pointed toward the left of the desk. “The restaurant’s down that way.”
    She opened her purse and removed her wallet. “Then I must pay you at least for the gas, but I’d like to give you something more for your help. Lord knows what might’ve happened if you hadn’t shown up.”
    “Another good-lookin’ cowboy would’ve come by, ma’am. We have a slew of them around here.” He removed his hat again and held it against his chest. “Well, not as good as me and my little brothers but still good enough.” He shook his head. “There I go again. I had hoped you’d crack a smile at least. I was only joking.”
    “Tell me, is this something you do often?”
    “Well, yeah. No.” He peered down the hallway. “Not something I’ve done in a long time.” He took his keys from his pocket. “You’ll be okay now. If you need to call that dealership tomorrow, you should find it in the phone book in your suite.”
    Jase sauntered over to the desk and wrote down his phone number. He went back to Brenna and handed it to her. “If you get stuck and need some help, or directions…give me a call.” He shifted his hat to the back of his head. “Glad I could help.” He turned to walk off.
    “No, Jase.”
    Stopping, he sighed before glancing over his shoulder. “No, what?”
    “No, I won’t ask you for help again.” She walked toward him. “You didn’t let me pay you for this offer of help. I’m grateful you stopped.”
    The woman looked so fantastic standing there like that. Dark denim jeans on long legs—her height must’ve been at least five-foot nine. Not to mention the sexy blouse, hugging her curves, and she had magnificent curves. Dammit . He headed back to her. “Let’s get that beer, maybe a burger. Buy if you insist.” Like I’ll let that happen.
    Jase took her hand and led her in the direction to go, but he released her hand almost immediately. Not that he wouldn’t have minded holding it longer. He took a big smell of her perfume…shuddered. The door from the hotel was blocked. He glanced her way and shook his head. “I don’t know what’s going on. Normally, you can walk through here.”
    Brenna folded her arms across her chest. “You make a habit out of coming here?”
    “What? No!” What was with her questions? “I’ve lived here for nine years and have reasons to come sometimes. Not for what you may be thinking.” He took a step until he stood inches away from her, narrowed his eyes, and peered into hers. “I have a house with a nice bedroom and comfortable bed. If I need what you’re referring to, that’s where I go, not a hotel where the whole damn city can see what I’m doin’. You understand that, Brenna?”
    Brenna cast her gaze to the floor but glanced right back at him and made serious eye contact. She lifted her chin and narrowed her eyes. “I definitely understand. Now I need a cold beer.”
    He took her hand and led the way to the parking lot. Sonofabitch. I like her.
    “How about slowing it down? I’m wearing heels.”
    Jase stopped when they got to her car. “Get yourself a pair of cowboy boots. There’s a western store in Canyon Junction. They’ll look good on you.”
    She rolled her eyes and huffed out a sigh.
    “Look, all you have to do is follow me around the parking lot, and we’ll run right into the entrance.” He held the door when she unlocked it.
    Brenna sat behind the wheel and peered up at him. “Ride with me.”
    Ride with her? He took a step back. “How do I know you aren’t a serial killer?” There he went again. Blurting out something inappropriate.
    “You don’t,” she said, moving her head into a defiant tilt.
    He went to the other side and grabbed a hold of the door handle, but it was locked. He leaned over and peered through the window, taking a deep breath.
    She lowered the window an inch. “Oh, you’re going with me?”
    Jase stomped around the back of the car and to her side again. He raised his hands, agitated.