Page 33 of Sophia & Cameron

By the time he turned around, she was halfway to the entrance of the barn. And when he stepped out into the aisle, she had disappeared out the door. He dragged a hand down his face. For someone who was so outgoing and flirtatious with the men who couldn’t manage to stay away, this woman seemed to have the hardest time letting Cameron get close.

The sound that burst from his chest was a combination of a growl and a groan. He stalked back to the horses to finish up what he’d been doing. But before he lost himself completely in his work, his phone buzzed in his back pocket.

Cameron yanked it out and nearly dropped it into the straw at his feet when he saw the message. He’d gotten Sophia’s number when he’d started working at the ranch, but they’d only ever messaged one another for work.

This was definitely not work-related.

Sophia:You might get your kiss if you take me on a date.

There wasn’tan ounce of hesitation in Cameron’s mind when he responded less than one minute later.

Cameron:Deal.

He grinnedwhen she responded just as quickly.

Sophia:Sal’s. Tomorrow at seven.

The diner wasn’twhat he would have picked, especially since he’d never been able to take her on that second date he’d planned on five years ago.

Cameron:Nope. I’m planning this one. You owe me.

Sophia:Fine.

Cameron:You just rolled your eyes, didn’t you?

Sophia:Wouldn’t you like to know?

Cameron:I’ll pick you up tomorrow at seven.

Sophia:Looking forward to it.

Nothingand no one would be able to wipe the smile from his lips.

“So what’sit gonna be? Dinner and a movie?”

Cameron gave Sophia a flat look. “With how hard it’s been to get you to agree to this date, I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Sophia looped her arm into his. “Okay. Impress me.”

It had taken him all day to decide where he was going to take Sophia so he’d make the best impression on her. As it stood, he wasn’t sure if he’d made the right decision, but it was too late to go back now.

Copper Creek was an old town. There were historical buildings all over the place, and some had decent stories behind them. But there was one story that had caught his attention the second he’d heard it.

Cameron opened the door to his truck and motioned for Sophia to climb inside. She smirked at him. “Such a gentleman.”

“Only the best for you.”

Today was already a success just because of the way she smiled at him. He drove them to a less busy part of town. There was an older building that was surprisingly still standing after there had been a fire. A pottery studio still used the property, which was probably what made the place so special.

Sophia frowned when he pulled up to the front of the store. He might not be a local in the typical sense, but based on what he’d learned from Mateo, neither was his family. That fact gave him the confidence he needed to assume Sophia didn’t know about what made this place special.

“A pottery studio? Are you a closet crafter, Cameron?”

He grinned at her. “Not hardly, though if you’d like to go inside and paint something, I won’t complain.”

She snorted. “I’m not exactly the pottery type, either.” The curiosity burned in her eyes, but she didn’t plead with him to tell her why they were there. He hurried around the front of the truck to help her out, but she was already halfway out by the time he got there.

Cameron frowned. “I was going to?—”

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