Texas Size Passion (A Cowboy's Heart Book 2) by Janessa Anderson

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                  She took a step from her queen sized bed made from some of the oak trees behind her temporary home in her granny’s woods. Her eyes danced across the pattern work of it, as well as the style, soaking it all in.
                  Hmm…Looking at this dress…I believe that my dark brown boots would look perfect with it, and really pull the whole outfit together.
                  Emily moved her body down onto its knees, and bent her head down to look underneath her bed.
                  Stretching from left to right, was a row of shoes and boots that varied in size, shape and color. Some of them were small with little heels, big with big heels, or a combination of the two.
                  Her eyes moved down the line of footwear she had brought with her there to wear during the summer. She stopped on her pair of dark brown boots that were made of leather and a pair of her shoes that she wore on special occasions similar to that of the one she was going to that night.
                  There you are.
                  Smiling, Emily reached underneath the bed, and pulled out into the light the very boots that she intended to wear that night. Her eyes soaked them all in while the creative part of her started to linger on them, and form a visual of them inside of her mind.
                  Instead of sticking on the boots, her mind started to daydream more, and showed her to be in the very outfit she intended to wear, and the party she was heading into. Emily looked herself over for a moment before she turned her head, and found John to be rushing up to her, and pulling her out onto the dance floor. She caught the sound of the song ‘T-R-O-U-B-L-E’ playing loud and proudly just moments into her dance with her grandmother’s helper and the man who had done so much for her in a short amount of time.
                  The daydream would have went on further but found itself abruptly ended by the sound of a truck door closing, loudly, outside of the house, giving Emily the ability to snap herself back to reality.
                  What was that noise?
                  She stood up from the hardwood floor, and placed the boots down onto the bed beside where she had placed her dress. Her curvaceous frame moved over in the direction of the window, and brought up one of her hands to pull the white lace curtain back from it.
                  Through the glass pane of the window, the sight and sound she had heard was that of John climbing inside of his truck, and pulling the driver side door behind him closed, firmly. The next noise that shortly followed that was of him revving up the loud and powerful engine of the truck before he spun the vehicle around in a circle and heading in the direction of the very country road that they had traveled on together to get her back to her grandmother’s home.
                  Looks like he is in a hurry to get ready for tonight…and I am feeling the same way.
                  A smile washed across her face as she watched his truck move on down the beaten path to where his home was nearby before she removed herself from the window, and headed in the direction of where her personal shower was built on to that room.
     
     
    Chapter Ten
     
     
     
                  Wasting a very little amount of time, John pulled up in front of his small but decent sized home that was just the road from his boss’s home, and parked it. He shut the vehicle off, and pulled the keys for it out in a series of fluid motions that would cause very little effort to be used on his part.
                  There is no time for me to play around with. I need to haul my ass inside, and get started on fixing myself up if I am to get to the party on time.
                  He literally jumped out of the pick-up and rushed