CHAPTER6
Jessica was ready when Roark knocked on the door Friday morning. She had two large suitcases. In one, were her waders, fly rod and reel, and her fishing vest with all her flies. She’d had it all packed away in storage since her father passed. She hadn’t been sure if she would ever get to use them again. The thought of using them again pleased her very much. It was almost like bringing her dad back for a little while.
She answered the door, and Roark looked good enough to eat. He wore a pair of well-worn jeans that fit very nicely. Along with the jeans, he wore a long-sleeved Henley shirt with the sleeves pushed up to the elbow, emphasizing his muscular forearms.
“Hi. Come on in.”
He did.
She closed the door behind him. When she turned around, he hadn’t moved, and she nearly ran into him. “Oh.”
“Sorry.” He wrapped his arms around her. “But not really. I’ve wanted you in my arms all week, but I did my best to stay away.”
“You did very well. I haven’t seen you.”
“Did you miss me?”
She lifted her chin. “I don’t know you well enough to miss you.”
He smiled. “Ah, but I bet you thought about me.”
“So what? I thought about you. I told my mother about you.”
“That’s a good thing.” He leaned down and kissed her softly.
It was more of a peck than a proper kiss, and Jessica wanted more. She snaked her hand around his neck and into his hair, pulling his head down. Then she kissed him.Reallykissed him, with all the feelings that roared inside her. Shehadmissed him. How was that possible? She finally pulled back and stepped out of his arms.
She lifted a brow. “Now,thatwas a kiss.”
His eyebrows rose in a slow arch. “Yes, ma’am. I do believe that’s one of the best kisses I’ve ever had. And that’s saying a lot.”
His words gave her a brief twinge of insecurity because he was so much more experienced than she was.
“But we need to get going. Are these your suitcases?”
“Yes.”
He lifted his brows. “Two? For a week’s stay?”
“Well, I just never know when I’ll fall in the river and need clean dry clothes, plus I brought my chest waders, fly rod and reel.”
“You really are the outdoors woman.”
“It’s true. I love the outdoors, and spending time in the sunshine is good for you. Vitamin D and all that.”
“I enjoy being outside when I’m on the ranch, not so much when I’m in town.”
“I agree. Would you get one of my suitcases, please?”
“Of course, I’ll take them both. You can bring your laptop and handbag, if you have one.”
“Have you ever met a woman who didn’t carry a purse?” She laughed as she picked up her computer bag and her purse.
He grabbed the handles of both her suitcases and lifted them rather than rolling them. “Actually, no, I haven’t.”
Jessica locked her loft door and followed Roark out of the building to the limo.
George hurried to take the bags from Roark and put them in the trunk. Then he returned. “Would you like that in the trunk, too, Miss Kirby?” He pointed at her computer bag.