Texas Fandango: Texas Montgomery Mavericks, Book 3 Read Free Page B

her friendship.”
    Leo shook his head. “For a smart man, Doc, you sure are clueless sometimes.”
    Drake frowned. “What? I was trying to be a nice guy and let her off the hook.”
    “KC apparently has a thing for you.”
    “No, she doesn’t. I wish, but no. No way. I’d know. I…” His voice faded as he thought about what Leo was saying. Really? KC and him?
    He’d known KC Montgomery for years. He’d been attracted to her for what seemed like forever, but life had lobbed obstacles and detours in his way. Any time he thought about calling KC or asking her out, fate would quickly erect a speed bump, effectively stopping him in his tracks. Still, the idea that KC might be interested in him knocked the air from his lungs.
    Leo shook his head. “Yeah, she does. She couldn’t take her eyes off you and that very sexy woman. She wants you, Doc.”
    Drake sat heavily against the back of the booth. “KC? Attracted to me? Are you nuts?” His denial was weak. He wanted to be wrong. He wanted Leo to tell him how wrong he was.
    Leo stood. “I’m not, but you are if you don’t pursue that. She is one hot woman.”
    As Leo walked over to a table to check on a couple of customers, Drake reviewed the conversation with KC. She was attracted to him? KC Montgomery. How had he missed that?
    He rubbed the back of his neck. The idea was ridiculous. KC was being a good friend, right? She’d always been around. He’d teased her for years by calling her by her full name. She was being nice because she felt sorry for him after Magda walked out. Surely that was what was going on here.
    But what if he was wrong?
    A bolt of lust stabbed his gut. KC was every man’s walking sex dream. Big blue eyes. Sexy, long blonde hair. Legs that went on forever. Curves perfect for a pin-up model.
    Could Leo be right? Was Drake deaf and blind in addition to stupid? Had he really missed some overt signals from KC? Good Lord. Had fate finally removed any obstacles and he missed his chance?
    He threw enough money on the table to cover his tab and headed over to the offices of Montgomery and Montgomery, Attorneys at Law.
    “Sorry,” the office receptionist said. “KC has left for the weekend. Do you want to leave her a message?”
    Drake debated. “No, I’ll just try to reach her at home.”
    “Okay, but good luck finding her.” The friendly receptionist smiled. “It’s Friday and sunny. She’ll probably be on hole four at Whispering Springs Country Club by now. You sure you don’t want to leave a message for Monday morning?” She held out a pad of paper and a pen.”
    “Thanks, but Monday will be too late. I’ll run her down.”
    Whispering Springs was large enough to have a nice country club but small enough that everybody knew where everybody else lived. Thank goodness. If KC had lived in Dallas, he’d have never found her house on Shady Grove Road. But a quick look at a phone book and he was headed over.
    The drive from her office to her house was short, only about ten minutes, but the route took him from what would pass as urban in Whispering Springs to a tree-lined, rural-feeling narrow road that ran alongside the ninth fairway. The trees had been there long before the construction and the developer had wisely left them in place. Long limbs stretched up and over the road forming a green canopy that let only filtered light through. He remembered the area from his teen years, only back then it’d been fields and dirt roads. He smiled at the memory of the perfect make-out spots.
    Her house stood behind an honest-to-God white picket fence, along with four other houses. The homes were all on small lots and shared a view of the eighth fairway and green.
    He turned into the parking area and found the covered area for 1006 Shady Grove Road, KC’s house. Her antique car was parked in the designated owner’s spot. He parked next to it and got out. For a man of thirty-six, he was surprised at how his heart jittered with nerves.
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