badly. Okay, she was attracted to Logan. Physically. But he was aggravating, stubborn, old-fashioned, opinionated, and he hated the very thing she wanted more than anything else.
So why did she want to get up and go rub his neck to try to relieve his headache? Why did she want to help him solve his problems? Why did she want so badly to prove herself to him? And why couldn't she get her mind off that kiss?
The questions were enough to give her a headache of her own.
Logan watched Megan's expressive face as she waited for his response. She had something on her mind beyond passing on information. And he had a feeling that something would mean more headaches for him. He suppressed a groan and the urge to bury his head in his hands. "So what do you want me to do about it?"
Megan looked up at him through her lashes, making his heart speed up. She really was pretty. Her skin had a freshly scrubbed glow, and freckles dusted the bridge of her nose.
"Well, I was thinking maybe I could stay until she got back. That way she could go and have a good time without worrying about things here."
Logan's headache intensified. That was exactly what he'd been afraid of. "No. Not a chance. I can take care of everything while she's gone. You need to get back to Dallas and do whatever it is you had planned for the summer."
"I don't have anything planned, not really. If I have my roommates send me some clothes, I can easily stay another week or two."
"No. You don't belong out here, Megan. I can handle things on my own."
Her jaw clenched and he could see the fight building in her eyes.
"You are the most stubborn man I've ever met. How are you going to take care of Katie and your father, and still do the chores? Have you thought about that? You're out in the field all day. Do you think Katie is capable of taking care of the house, the meals, and your father? She's only twelve. That's too much to ask of her."
Knowing she was right didn't make the idea any easier to swallow. At least Carol had grown up out here. He didn't have to worry about her so much. "I'll hire someone to help out." Surely he could find an older woman who could use a little extra cash in exchange for cooking and caring for his family.
"Logan, be reasonable. I'm here, I'm willing, and Katie and your dad are comfortable with me. Why bring someone else in? And I'll do it for nothing."
"I just don't think..."
"That's just it. You're not thinking. Use some common sense here. Besides, Katie needs clothes. What do you know about shopping for a twelve year old girl?"
Not a thing. She had him on that one. But could he spend the next two weeks in her company without doing something stupid? Better yet, could she spend two weeks out here without getting into trouble? He didn't know, and he didn't really want to find out. But she was right, though it irked him to admit it.
"Fine. Two weeks. That's it. After that, you go back to Dallas. Got it?"
She nodded. "Yes. And Logan?"
"What?"
"Thank you. I promise you won't regret it."
Now why did that sound like a sure invitation for trouble?
***
Megan called Nancy the next morning to ask her to ship some of her clothes and gave her the address. Then she went to break the news to Carol.
"You're kidding? Logan actually agreed?" Carol's expression conveyed her surprise. "Hey, who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth?" She enveloped Megan in a hug. "Thank you. I can't wait to call my friends and let them know I'm going after all."
Megan laughed and took over scrambling the eggs for breakfast. "Go call them. I can finish up here."
With a grateful smile, Carol headed for the living room.
A few minutes later Katie entered the kitchen, still in her pajamas. "Who's Aunt Carol talking to so early?"
Megan told her about the change in plans.
"Cool. It'll be fun."
"Well, I won't have time to play. Someone has to stay here with your grandfather. But before Carol leaves, you and I are going shopping. You need clothes and things to last
So why did she want to get up and go rub his neck to try to relieve his headache? Why did she want to help him solve his problems? Why did she want so badly to prove herself to him? And why couldn't she get her mind off that kiss?
The questions were enough to give her a headache of her own.
Logan watched Megan's expressive face as she waited for his response. She had something on her mind beyond passing on information. And he had a feeling that something would mean more headaches for him. He suppressed a groan and the urge to bury his head in his hands. "So what do you want me to do about it?"
Megan looked up at him through her lashes, making his heart speed up. She really was pretty. Her skin had a freshly scrubbed glow, and freckles dusted the bridge of her nose.
"Well, I was thinking maybe I could stay until she got back. That way she could go and have a good time without worrying about things here."
Logan's headache intensified. That was exactly what he'd been afraid of. "No. Not a chance. I can take care of everything while she's gone. You need to get back to Dallas and do whatever it is you had planned for the summer."
"I don't have anything planned, not really. If I have my roommates send me some clothes, I can easily stay another week or two."
"No. You don't belong out here, Megan. I can handle things on my own."
Her jaw clenched and he could see the fight building in her eyes.
"You are the most stubborn man I've ever met. How are you going to take care of Katie and your father, and still do the chores? Have you thought about that? You're out in the field all day. Do you think Katie is capable of taking care of the house, the meals, and your father? She's only twelve. That's too much to ask of her."
Knowing she was right didn't make the idea any easier to swallow. At least Carol had grown up out here. He didn't have to worry about her so much. "I'll hire someone to help out." Surely he could find an older woman who could use a little extra cash in exchange for cooking and caring for his family.
"Logan, be reasonable. I'm here, I'm willing, and Katie and your dad are comfortable with me. Why bring someone else in? And I'll do it for nothing."
"I just don't think..."
"That's just it. You're not thinking. Use some common sense here. Besides, Katie needs clothes. What do you know about shopping for a twelve year old girl?"
Not a thing. She had him on that one. But could he spend the next two weeks in her company without doing something stupid? Better yet, could she spend two weeks out here without getting into trouble? He didn't know, and he didn't really want to find out. But she was right, though it irked him to admit it.
"Fine. Two weeks. That's it. After that, you go back to Dallas. Got it?"
She nodded. "Yes. And Logan?"
"What?"
"Thank you. I promise you won't regret it."
Now why did that sound like a sure invitation for trouble?
***
Megan called Nancy the next morning to ask her to ship some of her clothes and gave her the address. Then she went to break the news to Carol.
"You're kidding? Logan actually agreed?" Carol's expression conveyed her surprise. "Hey, who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth?" She enveloped Megan in a hug. "Thank you. I can't wait to call my friends and let them know I'm going after all."
Megan laughed and took over scrambling the eggs for breakfast. "Go call them. I can finish up here."
With a grateful smile, Carol headed for the living room.
A few minutes later Katie entered the kitchen, still in her pajamas. "Who's Aunt Carol talking to so early?"
Megan told her about the change in plans.
"Cool. It'll be fun."
"Well, I won't have time to play. Someone has to stay here with your grandfather. But before Carol leaves, you and I are going shopping. You need clothes and things to last
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