him one last time.
The man was a definite temptation, but she knew the temptation he offered was not what she needed or wanted in her life at the moment. He could try his talent at seduction with her, but what he would eventually discover was that at this point in her life, she was absolutely, positively unseduceable.
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Luke had been in a tailspin ever since learning that Abigail Graham had no husband and no boyfriend. It was as if fate had given him the thumbs-up to follow through on his initial attraction to her.
There was nothing Luke liked more than a challenge and the excitement of a new, fresh relationship. It had been several months since heâd even taken a woman on a date and months before that when heâd last been intimate with a woman.
He knew he had a reputation as a womanizer, and in truth had dated most of the single, eligible women in town. But since his fatherâs death, Luke had not been living up to his reputation.
As he ate, he thought about the lovely Abby, whose clean, lightly floral perfume still eddied in the air around him. A year was a long time to be alone, and there had been loneliness in her eyes, a loneliness that touched something deep inside him.
He shook his head as if to dislodge this thought. He certainly wasnât lonely. His life was merely in a holding pattern until the seven months he had to spend at the ranch were over. And there was no reason he shouldnât spend some of his holding-pattern time with a lovely woman named Abigail Graham.
By the time heâd finished his meal, the dinner rush had come and gone. Stephanie poured herself a cup of coffee and sank down across from him in the booth.
âI shouldnât even talk to you,â Luke teased with an affectionate grin at Stephanie. âWhat are you doing maligning my good name behind my back to the new people in town?â
Stephanie snorted. âYou donât need any help maligning your name. I told that pretty lady the truth, that she needs to watch out for you. Youâre a heartbreaker, Luke Delaney, and youâve already broken half the hearts in this town.â
âBut Iâm good friends with every single woman Iâve ever dated,â he countered.
âAnd thatâs part of your charm, dear Luke. You somehow manage to make every woman happy they got a moment of your time even though they wanted a lifetime.â
Stephanie took a sip of her coffee and shook her head with a smile. âBut, mark my words, Luke. Someday youâre going to mess with the wrong woman and youâll have one of those obsessive stalkers on your hands like in the movies.â
Luke laughed in genuine amusement. âAh, Stephanie, you always did have a flair for the dramatic. Iâm twenty-nine years old and Iâm not cut out for marriage or family life. I play fair and make sure all the women I date know that ahead of time.â
Stephanie waved her hands to dismiss his statement. âIf anyone in this town wasnât cut out for marriage, it was your sister, Johnna. And look at her now, the picture of happily married bliss.â Stephanie finished her coffee and stood. âAll you need Luke, is one good woman to tame you and youâre finished.â
Luke laughed, certain that no woman was ever going to tame and domesticate him. âTrust me, Stephanie. Growing up in my family gave me all the family experience I ever want in my life.â
Stephanie frowned. âYou canât judge marriage and family by what your daddy did to you kids. Every man needs a good woman, Luke. And thatâs exactly what you need in your life.â With these final words, Stephanie turned and left his booth.
Luke sipped his coffee, thinking of Stephanieâs words. It had always amazed him that everyone in town seemed to know what a mean, hateful son of a bitch Adam Delaney had been as a father, but nobody had ever stepped in to help the four children who suffered at his hands.
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