curious. Maybe even a bit fascinated.”
He touched his mouth to hers and his touch was so…hot, so…she didn’t know what. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Like jumping your horse over a barrier so high that you weren’t sure you could land safely. Fear and elation and excitement all mixed together. And when it was over, there was definitely an insane desire to do that dangerous thing all over again, she thought as he pulled away, leaving her lips aching.
“That was…what was that about?” she asked.
“It was probably about following through on a bad idea even though you have an incredibly delicious mouth, Colleen.”
Her lips were still burning. Her body was still aching. Now she knew what kissing him was like and what she’d been missing and would never have. Darn it, she’d have been better off not knowing that.
“We shouldn’t do that again,” she whispered.
“You’re probably right. I seem to have bad luck with the women of Bright Creek. Probably best to keep my distance.”
And just like that, she remembered one more reason why she had to stay smart about Dillon. He was temporary. He would leave her in the dust. He had never been for her and never would be. And thinking of him was only going to take her mind off her own concerns and very real goals of keeping the ranch running and saving money for the ranch camp.
“Let’s go get the baby out of the sun and then later today, after I’m done with my work, I’ll give you some more lessons,” she said. “Some basic stuff.”
“Basic. All right. I can handle that.”
Hours later, Colleen was struggling to keep a straight face as Dillon stared down at his son and then looked at the diaper he held in his hand.
“An interesting contraption,” he told his son.
Toby stared at him with those huge blue eyes and jabbered something unintelligible.
“The tabs go in the back and fasten in the front,” Colleen said helpfully.
“Of course they do. Toby just told me so. Didn’t you, buddy?”
Toby just stared.
“Oh sure, go quiet on me now ,” Dillon said. “Just when I’m looking for a little support here.” He smiled, and Toby responded to his daddy’s smile, giving a delighted little squeal.
“All right, then. Let’s get this on you.” Dillon lifted Toby’s tiny bottom and slid the diaper under him. He brought the front of the diaper up and looked at the left of the diaper and then the right. He brought the sides of his hand up and sighted along it.
“The tabs…” Colleen began.
“I know. In the back, fasten in the front,” Dillon repeated.
“Then what are you doing?” she asked gently.
“I’m measuring.”
Colleen couldn’t keep from chuckling. “Dillon, it’s a diaper, not an engineering project.”
Dillon gave her a patient, measured look. “Toby, she doesn’t understand that we are men, and we have our own way of doing things.”
“What she understands is that if you don’t fasten that diaper on soon, Toby is going to respond to all this fresh air, and we’ll have a lot of cleaning up to do,” she said, raising a brow.
Dillon gave her a wry grin. “Have I mentioned what a wise woman Colleen is, scout?” he asked his son. “Of course, you already knew that. Let’s get you diapered up.”
When he was done, the diaper was almost perfectly straight, but not quite. He eyed it with a frown.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” she said. “You did great, and it’s going to get easier…until he learns to crawl and wriggle away,” she teased.
Dillon laughed. He scooped his son up into his arms. “I can hardly wait.” Then, his expression grew serious. “Thank you for helping me, Colleen. You’re a good teacher.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“Yes. You did. He’s happy. That’s all you.”
She wanted to tell him no, that Toby had been born a happy child, but her throat was closing up. She needed to ask him not to praise her, for fear she might do something foolish and take
He touched his mouth to hers and his touch was so…hot, so…she didn’t know what. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. Like jumping your horse over a barrier so high that you weren’t sure you could land safely. Fear and elation and excitement all mixed together. And when it was over, there was definitely an insane desire to do that dangerous thing all over again, she thought as he pulled away, leaving her lips aching.
“That was…what was that about?” she asked.
“It was probably about following through on a bad idea even though you have an incredibly delicious mouth, Colleen.”
Her lips were still burning. Her body was still aching. Now she knew what kissing him was like and what she’d been missing and would never have. Darn it, she’d have been better off not knowing that.
“We shouldn’t do that again,” she whispered.
“You’re probably right. I seem to have bad luck with the women of Bright Creek. Probably best to keep my distance.”
And just like that, she remembered one more reason why she had to stay smart about Dillon. He was temporary. He would leave her in the dust. He had never been for her and never would be. And thinking of him was only going to take her mind off her own concerns and very real goals of keeping the ranch running and saving money for the ranch camp.
“Let’s go get the baby out of the sun and then later today, after I’m done with my work, I’ll give you some more lessons,” she said. “Some basic stuff.”
“Basic. All right. I can handle that.”
Hours later, Colleen was struggling to keep a straight face as Dillon stared down at his son and then looked at the diaper he held in his hand.
“An interesting contraption,” he told his son.
Toby stared at him with those huge blue eyes and jabbered something unintelligible.
“The tabs go in the back and fasten in the front,” Colleen said helpfully.
“Of course they do. Toby just told me so. Didn’t you, buddy?”
Toby just stared.
“Oh sure, go quiet on me now ,” Dillon said. “Just when I’m looking for a little support here.” He smiled, and Toby responded to his daddy’s smile, giving a delighted little squeal.
“All right, then. Let’s get this on you.” Dillon lifted Toby’s tiny bottom and slid the diaper under him. He brought the front of the diaper up and looked at the left of the diaper and then the right. He brought the sides of his hand up and sighted along it.
“The tabs…” Colleen began.
“I know. In the back, fasten in the front,” Dillon repeated.
“Then what are you doing?” she asked gently.
“I’m measuring.”
Colleen couldn’t keep from chuckling. “Dillon, it’s a diaper, not an engineering project.”
Dillon gave her a patient, measured look. “Toby, she doesn’t understand that we are men, and we have our own way of doing things.”
“What she understands is that if you don’t fasten that diaper on soon, Toby is going to respond to all this fresh air, and we’ll have a lot of cleaning up to do,” she said, raising a brow.
Dillon gave her a wry grin. “Have I mentioned what a wise woman Colleen is, scout?” he asked his son. “Of course, you already knew that. Let’s get you diapered up.”
When he was done, the diaper was almost perfectly straight, but not quite. He eyed it with a frown.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” she said. “You did great, and it’s going to get easier…until he learns to crawl and wriggle away,” she teased.
Dillon laughed. He scooped his son up into his arms. “I can hardly wait.” Then, his expression grew serious. “Thank you for helping me, Colleen. You’re a good teacher.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“Yes. You did. He’s happy. That’s all you.”
She wanted to tell him no, that Toby had been born a happy child, but her throat was closing up. She needed to ask him not to praise her, for fear she might do something foolish and take
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