To Kiss A Cowgirl. Jeannie Watt

a real answer, but before she could ask about the windshield, he raised his index finger in a warning gesture.

      “Don’t ask, because I’m not answering.”

      “All right then,” she finally said, pulling her papers closer and doing her best to ignore the sparks snapping between them. “I think it’s time to heat up my lunch.”

      “Don’t let me keep you.” He gave a slight nod and headed for his lair.

      Once he disappeared, Jolie shut her eyes and let out a short breath.