Page 27 of A Cowboy Takes A Chance

“I suppose I’d have to break the rules and ask you then.” He smirked.

“Are you sure you want to dance with me?”

Grinning, he shook his head. “Not really, but I can’t seem to stay away. Dance?”

“Well, I’ve had better invitations.” Presley stood and took his hand. “Thank you. I’d love to.”

Presley stood and took his hand. “I’d love to.”

As he led her to the floor, a Faith Hill song came on.Breathe.A very sexy song in Presley’s opinion. She listened as Faith’s words told her to just breathe and she was trying, but it was hard to do when each time she did, she inhaled his aftershave.

“Where have you been?” she whispered.

“Debating on whether to come here or not.”

“I was disappointed when I didn’t see you.”

He pulled back from her and looked into her eyes. “I’m trying to tell myself this isn’t a good idea.”

“I’m here for three more weeks, Jaxon. Can’t we just enjoy that time together?”

“And if one of us gets hurt?”

Taking her bottom lip between her teeth, she blinked tears away as she looked up at him.

“I have no doubt I’m the one who will be, but I can’t stay away from you either.”

Jaxon stared at her, then nodded as he pulled her closer to him as the band played. She rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes.This was wrong. So wrong.But she’d told him the truth, she couldn’t stay away from him. The chemistry between them was so powerful. It was going to hurt to walk away from this man, but she knew he wasn’t in it for anything other than sex. Blinking tears away, she pulled away from him, turned, walked away, and out the doors into the night when the song ended

Taking a deep breath, she moved to the fence rail and placed her arms across the top of it. She felt him beside her, but she didn’t look at him. She couldn’t. He put his arms on the rail beside her.

“Tell me what you want, Presley,” he said in a low tone of voice.

“I’ll tell you what I don’t want. I don’t want a broken heart.”

“Do you want me to stay away from you?” He turned to face her. “I’ll do it if that’s what you want, but we know it’s not going anywhere. Along with me not wanting arelationship, you’re leaving here in three weeks.”

“What if I wasn’t, Jaxon? Would that even make a difference?”

“I’ve told you—”

“Son?”

Jaxon swore softly then turned toward the voice. “Over here, Dad.”

Presley turned to see a tall man and a woman walking toward them. The woman smiled at Presley.

“Your mother and I are leaving. We’re heading to Butte tomorrow, so we have to get up early.” He turned to look at Presley and smiled. She noticed a slight Irish brogue in his voice.

“Mom, Dad, this is Presley Reynolds. She’s a guest here for three more weeks. Presley, these are mine and Devin’s parents, Killian and Darcy Callahan.”

“Hello. It’s nice to meet you.” Presley shook their hands.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Reynolds. Are you enjoying your stay?” Darcy Callahan asked her.

“Yes, ma’am.” She could feel the heat pouring into her cheeks as Darcy stared at her with a knowing smile on her face.Damn it!She cleared her throat. “I’ll, uh, let you talk.” She quickly scurried back into the barn.

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