The Cowboy and the New Year's Baby by Sherryl Woods Read Free Book Online

a hundred women around this part of Texas to describe him, I doubt there’s one who would come up with that.”
    The doctor’s description confirmed her worst fears. “You said you’ve known him for a while, Doctor. How would you describe him?” Trish asked curiously.
    “Forget the ‘Doctor,’ okay? Call me Lizzy. I think we’re going to be friends. As for Hardy, well, I’d have to say he’s a hunk. The general consensus rates him as sexy, handsome and charming,” she replied without missing a beat. “A real ladies’ man. The word around here is that he can accelerate a pulse rate faster than a treadmill.”
    All the traits Trish had vowed to avoid in a man, she thought. It was strange, though. Obviously she had noticed that the man was gorgeous, that he exuded masculinity, but she’d been more struck by his gentleness, by his uneasiness around her. Not once had he tried to charm her. Of course, she doubted any man on earth would be inclined to flirt while delivering a baby, but what about today? Was she that much of a wreck that he hadn’t even been inclined to try? And why did she find that so annoying? It was probably just some weird hormonal shift.
    “I hadn’t noticed,” she said, aware that she sounded ever so slightly testy about it.
    The doctor pulled up another rocker and sat down, clearly ready for a friendly chat. “I’m amazed,” she said. “Flirting’s as ingrained in Hardy as breathing. Are you telling me he never so much as winked at you?”
    “Nope.”
    “Hmm. Isn’t that fascinating?” Lizzy said. “No little innuendoes, no flattery, no sweet talk?”
    “Afraid not.” She grinned. “Of course, I have just had a baby. Not many men would flirt with a brand-new mother. What’s he going to say? You look pretty good for someone who’s just had a baby in my truck?”
    “You don’t know Hardy. The guys say…” She hesitated. “Well, never mind what the guys say. Let’s just leave it that Hardy likes women. Correct that. Hardy loves women. Big, small, old, young.”
    Trish studied her intently. “Why are you telling me all this?”
    “Just sharing information,” Lizzy insisted. “In case you’re interested.”
    “I just had a baby,” Trish reminded her. “I’m passing through town. Why would I be interested?”
    Lizzy shrugged, unperturbed by her response. “I just thought you might be.”
    Trish recalled what Lizzy had said about her father’s matchmaking on Hardy’s behalf. Obviously she shared the trait. It just seemed a trifle misplaced under the circumstances. “It hasn’t occurred to you that I could have a husband somewhere?”
    “No mention of one on your hospital forms,” Lizzy said. “I checked.”
    Trish stared. “You didn’t.”
    “Of course I did,” Lizzy replied unrepentantly. “You have to admit that having a baby together—”
    “He delivered the baby,” Trish corrected impatiently. “We didn’t have one together.”
    “Still, it had to be an incredibly intense moment. That’s the kind of moment that creates an enduring bond, don’t you think?”
    Friendly chitchat was rapidly turning into advice for the lovelorn. Trish figured it was time to put a very firm stop to it. “Oh, no, you don’t,” she warned. “Stop it right there. Obviously you have your father’s matchmaking tendencies. I am not in the market for a man. Hardy clearly wasn’t the slightest bit interested in me. Even you have to realize that, since he didn’t even bother to try to charm my socks off.”
    “But that’s what makes it so interesting,” Lizzy insisted. “For a man like Hardy not to flirt, for him to actually act all shy and tongue-tied around you, I think that’s very telling.”
    “And I think you’ve been at the hospital too long without sleep,” Trish said. “You’re hallucinating.”
    “We’ll see,” Lizzy said, undeterred.
    “Afraid not. As soon as I’m back on my feet, the baby and I will be moving on. I’ll probably never see