Delaney's Sunrise. Rhonda Lee Carver

say something, but Dee beat him to the punch.

      “That’s very sweet, Melissa, but please don’t go to the trouble for me. I’m really a quiet person.”

      Cursing under his breath, Abe pinched the bridge of his nose. He just wanted the conversation to be over. “I’ll give a party. We wouldn’t want the whole town feeling sorry for Dee because she didn’t get a blasted shindig in her honor.”

      Dee threw her hands up. “Melissa, it was very nice meeting you again. I’m heading back down to the barn to catch Mitch.” Dee’s hands clenched and unclenched at her sides. “All of a sudden I have a strong desire to use my hands.”

      Abe resisted the urge to pull her back. What would he do? Kiss the sassiness out of her? She’d haunted his dreams last night, and dammit, he’d woken with the hard-on from hell. He couldn’t help but watch the sweet sway of her tight ass as she strolled away.

      How the hell had he gotten roped in?

      And on top of that, he’d agreed to a freaking party.