The Husband Hunt (Smoky Mountain Matches)
“Strange. While she considered him a friend, he didn’t make a habit of coming ’round.
Standing, she dislodged the dirt from her pants and, wiping the sweat from her brow, strolled to the end of the row. When the red-haired young man dismounted, he tucked his thumbs in his waistband and openly inspected the cabin and surrounding land.
“Mornin’, Philip. Want to come inside for some lemonade?”
Finally his gaze got around to her. “No, thanks. I just came by to ask if you and Will wanna h...ave lunch at our place on Sunday.”
This was a first. Philip’s parents didn’t approve of her. They assumed she took after her pa. That she’d inherited his wild streak and one day she’d inevitably follow in his footsteps. “Uh, sure, I suppose we could do that.”
“Great.” His hazel eyes took in her appearance, and his lips compressed. “You’re planning on wearing a dress, right?MoreLess
Standing, she dislodged the dirt from her pants and, wiping the sweat from her brow, strolled to the end of the row. When the red-haired young man dismounted, he tucked his thumbs in his waistband and openly inspected the cabin and surrounding land.
“Mornin’, Philip. Want to come inside for some lemonade?”
Finally his gaze got around to her. “No, thanks. I just came by to ask if you and Will wanna h...ave lunch at our place on Sunday.”
This was a first. Philip’s parents didn’t approve of her. They assumed she took after her pa. That she’d inherited his wild streak and one day she’d inevitably follow in his footsteps. “Uh, sure, I suppose we could do that.”
“Great.” His hazel eyes took in her appearance, and his lips compressed. “You’re planning on wearing a dress, right?MoreLess
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