cowboy.”
He smiled. “Now we both know that’s not true, darlin’.”
A new slow song started. She gave a nonchalant shrug and started to tell him something when she saw a man tapping at Dillon’s shoulder to cut in.
When she looked up she met Geoff’s gaze. She wanted to groan. She’d known she’d run into him sooner or later, she’d just hoped it wouldn’t be when she was out with Dillon.
“Hi, Geoff.” She managed a smile. “Geoff, this is Dillon Cameron. Dillon, this is Geoff Burnside, an old friend from Tucson.”
“An old boyfriend,” Geoff said as he shook Dillon’s hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise.” Dillon’s face showed no expression.
“I’d like to cut in and steal Carly away from you.” Geoff smiled.
Dillon gave a curt nod with one last glance at Carly he moved away into the crowd.
Damn. She’d really hoped that he would refuse Geoff’s request. She hoped Dillon didn’t think she had a thing for her old boyfriend.
Not that it mattered, she reminded herself. Dillon was just a weekend distraction.
She put a smile on her face as Geoff tried to take her in his embrace. She resisted and put her arms lightly on his shoulders while he rested his on her waist. His touch felt almost intimate and she wasn’t sure why it made her feel uncomfortable.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
He shrugged. “Saw the flyer for it at the convenience store after I stopped at your place, and thought I’d get out and join the locals now that I am one.” He nodded in the direction that Dillon had gone. “So that’s why you couldn’t do anything tonight,” he said. “You’re here with that cowboy.”
“That’s right.” She moved one hand away from his shoulder to push her hair back. “I am.”
“Are you serious about this Cameron guy?” Geoff had a neutral expression, but she had a feeling he was anything but.
She thought about telling him yes, but she didn’t want that getting back to Dillon. It wasn’t true and how awkward would that be? So she just shrugged instead.
“You mentioned that you can work remotely from home with your job,” she said. “So how did you pick Patagonia of all places?” she asked.
“Needed a change of pace.” He shrugged. “What about you?”
“My ex moved us here.” She really didn’t like talking about Tim. “When we divorced I decided to stay. I love this part of the state.”
“It’s isolated, but I have to admit, it’s beautiful, which was in the column that convinced me to move to this area.” Geoff guided them around the dance floor. “What do you do for fun around here?”
“I write a whole lot and go out with friends to the lake, go out dancing, any number of things.”
“That’s right.” Geoff tightened his grip on her waist. “You’re a published author now. I read that on your Facebook page.”
A prickling sensation traveled from her head to her toes. “How did you find me on Facebook?”
He shrugged. “Your profile isn’t listed as private.”
She’d have to remedy that. She didn’t want anyone to be able to track her down on her personal page so easily.
“I was going to send you a friend request,” he continued, “but I wanted to surprise you first by showing up at your house.”
“You surprised me all right,” she said.
“So what do you write about?” he asked.
“Romance.” She didn’t feel like elaborating like she had with Dillon.
“Not my cup of tea.” Geoff shook his head. “I don’t have time to read.”
How different Geoff was from Dillon. As far as she was concerned, there was always time to read, even if it was for fifteen minutes before bed.
The song ended and Carly tried to pull away but Geoff kept a grip on her waist as he opened his mouth as if to say something. Dillon tapped Geoff on the shoulder and cut in before Geoff had a chance to get out a word. A fast tune had started and Dillon swept her away into a country waltz.
Dillon spoke over the loud music.