Chapter 115

Justin headed into town and found a parking space near the hotel entrance. It was just before six

thirty when he spotted Allena standing in the hotel foyer, looking so beautiful in a mid-length black dress and heeled black boots that he almost buckled at the knees. Her hair was down and fell across her shoulders. She half smiled when she saw him and walked across the foyer, her hips swaying.

“You look lovely,” he said, and touched her elbow, frazzled by the shot of electricity that raced up

his arm when his skin connected with hers. “Nice dress.”

“Thank you. Where are we going?”

“The honky-tonk place just out of town. Unless you’d prefer to stay here?”

“No,” she replied. “I’ve never been there and I hear they do barbecue ribs to die for.”

Justin grinned. “I’ve heard the same thing.”

She looked at him curiously. “You’ve never been there, either?”

Justin’s gaze lingered on her. “Nope.”

She waited until their eyes met before replying. “I thought you might have taken hat’s-her-name.”

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