interested in him, but I
want us to work closer together, and he doesn’t…because he wants me.”
“Well, I’m sure there will be times at the hospital when the
two of you will have no choice but to work together.”
Pam thought the person they were discussing was another doctor.
Megan wondered what Pam’s reaction would be if she found out the person they
were talking about was one of her dinner guests.
Megan heard loud male voices and recognized all of them. One
stood out, the sound a deep, husky timbre she’d come to know.
Rico had arrived.
* * *
Rico paused in his conversation with Dillon and Ramsey
when Megan walked into the room to place a huge bowl on the dining room table.
She called out to him. “Hello, Rico.”
“Megan.”
If his gaze was full of male appreciation, it couldn’t be
helped. She had changed out of the scrubs he’d seen her in earlier and into a
cute V-neck blue pullover sweater and a pair of hip-hugging jeans. She looked
both comfortable and beautiful. She had spoken, which was a good indication that
he hadn’t offended her by what he’d told her. He was a firm believer that the
truth never hurt, but he’d known more than one occasion when it had pissed
people off.
“So, you’re on your way to Texas, I hear.” Dillon
Westmoreland’s question penetrated Rico’s thoughts.
He looked at Dillon and saw the man’s questioning gaze and knew
he’d been caught ogling Megan. Rico’s throat suddenly felt dry, and he took a
sip of his wine before answering. “Yes. I might have a new lead. Don’t want to
say what it is just yet, until I’m certain it is one.”
Dillon nodded. “I understand, trust me. When I took that time
off to track down information on Raphel, it was like putting together pieces of
a very complicated puzzle. But that woman,” he said, inclining his head toward
Pam when she entered the room, “made it all worthwhile.”
Rico glanced over to where Pam was talking to Megan. He could
see how Pam could have made Dillon feel that way. She was a beautiful woman.
Rico had heard the story from his sisters, about how Dillon had met Pam while in
Wyoming searching for leads on his great-grandfather’s history. Pam had been
engaged to marry a man who Dillon had exposed as nothing more than a lying,
manipulating, arrogant SOB.
Rico couldn’t help keeping his eye on Megan as her brother
Ramsey and her cousins Dillon and Riley carried on conversations around him.
Thoughts of her had haunted him ever since they’d met back in June. Even now, he
lay awake with thoughts of her on his mind. How could one woman make such an
impression on him, he would never know. But like he told her, he wanted her, so
it was best that they keep their distance, considering his relationship with the
Westmoreland family.
“So when are you leaving, Rico?”
He turned to meet Ramsey Westmoreland’s inquisitive gaze. The
man was sharp and, like Dillon, had probably caught Rico eyeing Megan. The hand
holding Rico’s wineglass tensed. He liked all the Westmorelands and appreciated
how the guys included him in a number of their all-male get-togethers. The last
thing he wanted was to lose their friendship because he couldn’t keep his eyes
off their sister and cousin.
“I’m leaving on Thursday. Why do you ask?”
Ramsey shrugged. “Just curious.”
Rico couldn’t shake the feeling that the man was more than just
curious. He frowned and stared down at his drink. It was either that or risk the
wrath of one of the Westmorelands if he continued to stare at Megan, who was
busy setting the table.
Dillon spoke up and intruded into Rico’s thoughts when he said,
“Pam just gave me the nod that dinner is ready.”
Everyone moved in the direction of the dining room. Rico turned
to follow the others, but Ramsey touched his arm. “Wait for a minute.”
Rico nodded. He wondered why Ramsey had detained him. Had Megan
gone running to her brother and reported what Rico had said to her earlier?