Must Be Doin' Somethin' Right [The Chisholms of Texas 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Lea Kinkade Page A

chuckle, “but everyone else will just remember that you only dance with Dillon.”
    “He does stuff like that quite a bit, though. Sometimes I feel like if I don’t stand up to him, he’s going to steamroll right over me,” Abby complained. “I grew up with a father like that, and every time Dillon pulls something like this, I’m back to being a fourteen-year-old girl being chewed out by my dad for not doing exactly what he told me to do. I swore to myself I wasn’t going to put up with that sort of behavior in a boyfriend.”
    “Well, I can see where you might see a similarity, but I think you have to choose your battles when you’re in love with a Chisholm boy. Everyone at the Ranch has heard about your legendary verbal throw downs. You don’t seem to have a problem standing up to him while you’re working. Are you really mad that Dillon loves you enough that he only wants you to dance with him, or are you angry with the way he went about making the point? If you’re just mad about how he did it, you can talk about it later when you’re alone and you’ve both calmed down.”
    Abby thought about it and realized that she probably shouldn’t have danced with anyone else. She was sleeping with Dillon and, now that she stopped to think about it, she was sure that Dillon expected it to be an exclusive arrangement. After all, he told her he loved her. Anyway, she didn’t want to date anybody else, so she probably shouldn’t have danced with any other man. “I guess I’m not mad that he doesn’t want me to dance with other men. I can understand that, I suppose.
    “I’m mad about the way he drove his point home. He didn’t have to treat Jaime like that. Jaime has always been very sweet to me and has never done or said anything out of line. He didn’t deserve Dillon talking to him like that. After all, I agreed to dance with him. How was he supposed to know Dillon would react like that?”
    “Don’t feel too sorry for any of the men that you danced with tonight, Abby. They all know you and Dillon are together. That kind of news moves quickly around a town the size of Deseo. Especially when it’s about a Chisholm. Besides, they see how Dillon looks at you and asked you to dance to see if they could get a reaction out of him. They wanted to see how important you are to him. Well, I guess they found out, didn’t they?” asked Samantha dryly.
    “Thanks for talking me down, ladies. I think I was about ready to circumcise him again.”
    After everything that happened, Abby didn’t feel like telling the women about the phone call she received tonight before she left the house. This last one was the third she received in about eight days. They always happened when she was alone. At first she had thought it was just a wrong number or maybe kids. Now, she was beginning to wonder, though. She needed to tell Dillon about the calls after they talked about the way he acted tonight.
     
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    Dillon returned upstairs, still pissed off at that punk, Hernandez, and the other men that had asked Abby to dance with them right under his nose. Everybody in town knew that he and Abby were together. Those men had asked her to dance with them anyway just to see how he would react. In the past, He had never really cared whether the woman he was dating danced with other men at the club.
    Dillon had seen a look in Hernandez’s eyes that told him the man wasn’t happy with Abby’s new status as another man’s woman. Over the past two years, Dillon had noticed that the man’s interest in Abby reached beyond wanting a few dances on a Friday night. He’d walked a tight line between polite interest and outright infatuation. He knew the man had repeatedly asked Abby out on dates. Dillon had thought he might have to step in and show his hand much sooner than he wanted, but Hernandez had backed off. Dillon hoped tonight would be the end of the man sniffing around Abby.
    When Ryan had come back upstairs after taking care of