He’d always felt a sizzle when she walked in the room. Much like most of the times he’d been in Eliza’s presence, she numbed his brain to nothing, making it difficult to think. “You guys can stage in here while you’re waiting on Sam.” “There’s a balcony overlooking the venue-one where Blake can post extra security who might be able to spot something in the distance, or an uninvited guest.”Ĭarter followed behind, watching the sway of her butt as she rounded the corner and walked down the long hall. For guests who might have too much to drink, or for those who come at the last minute without accommodations.” Eliza walked past a back staircase and pointed. Hawthorn has offered half a dozen rooms for our use the night of the wedding. “Coming?”Ĭarter picked up his pace to meet her at the door, holding it open while she walked inside. It’s hotter than sin out here.” Eliza pivoted on her heel and bee-lined for the house. “Why don’t you go on and show Carter the inside layout while I speak with the man in charge of security.” Eliza seemed to thank the man and turned back to their tour. The young cowboy glanced over to Gwen and made a couple of hand gestures. Carter walked a couple of steps her way but couldn’t hear what she was saying. The man smiled and tipped his hat when she strolled up. The cowboy wore tight blue jeans, boots, and a Stetson. Hawthorn toward one of the ranch’s employees. Bales of straw outlined the area adding to the charming Texas setting.Įliza walked away from Mrs. Hawthorn strolled over to the large outdoor entertainment area, complete with fire pits and permanent tables. And if they drive a car, we’ll see them long before they have a chance to sneak in.” They’ll have to walk a long way to reach us here.

“I’ll have extra ranch hands available to head off any wandering spectators. “How do you keep out unwanted guests?” Neil asked. The smell of horses and heat filled the air.

Thirty minutes later, they stood on a vast lawn surrounded by split rail fences a few hundred yards away.

Carter lowered his eyes to their hostess who stood beside Gwen and Neil and pretended to listen. He didn’t even have the decency to be embarrassed about being caught checking her out. Her movement forced his eyes from her br**sts to her face. At five seven, Eliza’s sun kissed skin and sultry, brown eyes had a way of drawing him in.Īs if sensing his attention, Eliza tilted her head to the side. He shifted on his feet as he thought of where that tiny bit of moisture might have traveled. “Whatever.”Ĭarter followed the lucky bead of perspiration that travel down Eliza’s neck and disappeared down the ‘v’ of her shirt. Not that she’d let him know her thoughts.

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