noticed him. Cameron drew her attention as the surprise on his face turned to appreciation.
Appreciation for the cookies, no doubt. She handed him the covered paper plate. âI made a batch with butterscotch chip and my grammaâs famous chocolate-chocolate chips.â
âI donât think there are enough words to thank you.â Cameron took the plate eagerly and ripped off the foil. âFrank, youâve got to try these chocolate cookies. They sell them over at the coffee shop.â
âTry them? Already have. Iâm addicted to them.â
âYour grandmother could charge ten bucks for a single cookie and folks would still buy two.â Cameron snatched a cookie and took a bite.
âMaâam, we sure do appreciate this.â The deputy chose a chocolate cookie from the plate. âIâll just leave you two alone. Iâve got a report to file, uh, in the back room.â
There was no back room. Cameron appreciated Frankâs efforts, though, as the deputy disappeared into the storage closet, where they kept their coats and their spare office supplies.
That Frank was quick on the uptake. He saw right off that Kendra was the kind of woman a man wantedto be alone with instead of making small talk while other people watched.
âI hear your sister had her baby. A girl.â Cameron held the plate out, offering her a cookie.
Kendra shook her head, declining the offer. âI have another beautiful niece. Iâm pretty lucky, being an aunt. Itâs much better than being a parent, because I get all the snuggles and fun and I get to buy presents, but I donât have the sleepless nights and all the work that goes with it.â
âSounds like a good deal.â Cameron wondered at the false brightness he saw on Kendraâs face. A face that had small crinkles in the corners of her eyes, marks of character that he found attractive. Hers was not a face of sleek, artificial beauty, and a light within him flickered to life. âIâm glad to know Karen and her new baby are fine. Your other sister is expecting soon, isnât she?â
âYes, in a few months. We have a lot of blessings to be thankful for in my family. And speaking of blessings, thank you again for help with the tire.â Her sincerity shone soul-deep. âIf these cookies arenât enough, I can bring by another batch sometime.â
âThis is more than enough.â Heâd never tasted a more delicious cookie. Heâd never seen a more beautiful woman. There was so much to respect about Kendra, he didnât know where to begin, but if he made a list of all her attributes, it would be a long one.
She was certainly showing good manners in thanking him for helping her. After all, heâd told her hewouldnât be averse to receiving baked goods if she wanted to repay him, but sheâd actually come. That said a lot about her.
Heâd definitely go with her stables, if he decided he could afford a horse. That was a big question he needed an answer to if he was going to go any further with this notion of his.
âYou have a good day, now.â She was backing toward the door.
There was no time like the present while he had her here, even if she was halfway out the door. âSay, Kendra.â
She hesitated, one hand on her black-rimmed sunglasses perched on the top of her head. She crooked one eyebrow in question.
He didnât wait for her to speakâor to escape. âI want to board my horse out at your place. Except thereâs one small catch.â
âWhatâs that?â
âI donât have a horse.â
âRight. I remember you told me.â A hint of a smile played along her soft mouth. âHow are you going to board a horse you donât have at my place?â
âThatâs where you come in. I thought with your extensive horse knowledge combined with the fact that you donât want to lose my business to your
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