Say You'll Stay and Marry Me

One lean and lonesome cowboy stood between Sara Shepherd and her vacation plans. But Sara wasn't sure she wanted Mac Wallace out of her way! If she truly wanted to go, why stay to help out the rancher and his sons after he'd fixed her truck? Mac hadn't complained when Sara started caring for his house and kids. But when would she get around to him? Then Sara showed him her special TLC, and Mac's spirits perked right up! How could he get a dose of Sara every day? There was only one thing to say . "I can run for a long, long time yet." Sara's voice was composed as she walked to the front door. But once the screen closed behind her, Mac heard her take the stairs two at a time. It was good she'd left before he pulled her to him. Before he plundered her mouth with a thoroughness that would make her forget she was in a hurry to leave. He cursed the cast that kept him pinned when he needed to pace until the image of Sara standing in moonlight faded along with his restlessness. Until the heady scent of roses that clung to her skin was replaced by the smell of sage and rangeland. He must be very, very careful, he warned himself. Sara had proven she'd bolt when the going got really tough. He needed a team player. Definitely not a woman like Sara. But how could he let her go?