Marin Thomas - Beau - Cowboy Protector

“No,” Sierra answered, casting a quick glance at Beau.

He wasn’t spilling the beans about last night.

“Clive must have been seeing things, or had one too many beers at the Open Range Saloon,” Duke said.

The dog tugged on his leash. “Zorro wants to walk, Dad.”

Beau had yet to wrap his mind around his twin becoming a father and got a kick out of watching the father-son duo.

“See you later.” Duke walked off holding Luke’s hand and the dog leash.

“About last night—”

“Forget last night.” Suddenly Beau didn’t want to know the truth. “Will you have dinner with me tonight?”

“I have to close the diner.”

“We can eat a late meal. I’ll take you to Maria’s Mexican Café.”

Sierra wrinkled her nose. “Maria’s isn’t even authentic Mexican food.” She stood and Beau scrambled to his feet. “Come to the diner around eight-thirty. The least I can do is feed you a meal for the trouble I caused.”

“It’s not much of a date if only one person eats.”

“I’ll have dinner, too.”

“Okay, then, I’ll be there at eight-thirty.”

“If you run late—”

“I won’t.”

Sierra spun and walked briskly down the block. When she reached the corner she looked both ways then stepped onto the street. Car brakes squealed and for a split second Beau’s heart jumped into his throat. The driver lowered his window and shouted at Sierra before driving off, then she hurried across the street and disappeared into the diner.

Beau’s heart slid back into his chest. Dang, that woman had better pay attention to where she was going or she’d find herself in a world of hurt.

Maybe you distract Sierra.

Wouldn’t that be something.

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