Expecting the Rancher's Child (Callahan's Clan) by Sara Orwig Page A

tomorrows—to just enjoy the moment dancing with a tall, sexy rancher who set her heart fluttering and would kiss her later.
    For tonight, she intended to enjoy life, enjoy the Texas barbecue and enjoy Blake.
    After one more dance, he said, “We should have our dinner.”
    “I can’t wait,” she answered, smiling at him, aware of her hand still enclosed in his. He took her arm as they walked back to their table where their meals waited.
    The inviting smell made her mouth water in anticipation. Taking the first bite, she closed her eyes. She opened them to find him watching her. “Blake, that is the best barbecue. I didn’t think any could be as good as in Kansas City, but that’s right there with it. It’s fantastic.”
    “So now you have a brand new experience—the night I introduced you to Texas barbecue.”
    She laughed. “Thank goodness you did.”
    “Hey, bro,” came a deep voice as a tall, dark-haired man slid into their booth beside Blake.
    They shook hands while the newcomer looked at her and smiled with a flash of straight white teeth.
    “Sierra, meet my half brother Cade. Cade, this is Sierra Benson, the fabulous interior designer.”
    She laughed as she shook hands with Cade Callahan. “I don’t know about fabulous, and that isn’t my career now. I’m with a nonprofit, Brigmore Charities.”
    “Very good, Sierra. Maybe you can reform this guy.”
    She laughed with him, thinking there was a strong physical resemblance in their black hair, straight noses and prominent cheekbones. Cade’s broad-brimmed black hat was pushed to the back of his head. He wore black boots and a black shirt, the top buttons undone. His wavy hair was a tangle, falling onto his wide forehead, and he had a streak of mischief in his blue eyes that made her feel he might be more fun loving and less serious than Blake.
    “Have a beer with us,” Blake urged.
    “Will do,” Cade said, smiling at Sierra. “I hear you’re the best interior designer in the USA.”
    She laughed, and he grinned along with Blake, who shrugged. “Yes, she is. She’s modest, so I’ll answer for her. Wait until you see the new wing on my house and you’ll agree with me. We can make a bet on it now,” Blake said. “Best interior designer out there.”
    “Will both of you stop,” she said, smiling at them as they grinned. “I’ll tell you what’s best—it’s this barbecue and these curly fries.”
    “We’ll all agree on that one,” Blake said. “Where’s our baby brother?”
    “He’s around here someplace. He’ll join us. Ah, here he is,” Cade said, and stood to face another tall, dark-haired Callahan who also had blue eyes.
    “Sierra, meet our baby brother, Gabe Callahan. Gabe, meet the famous interior designer, Sierra Benson.”
    “I’m glad to meet you, Gabe Callahan,” she said, smiling at him as he shook her hand. She noticed that she didn’t have that same volatile reaction to any other Callahan that she’d had with Blake, which was a relief.
    They sat and talked, including her in their conversation until Cade stood. “It’s dance time. Sierra, would you care to dance?”
    She nodded, and she and Cade slid out of the booth.
    On the dance floor, she turned and they began circling, doing the two-step.
    She danced the next time with Gabe, and then Blake was her partner again.
    He danced her around the floor and gazed into her eyes. She was caught and held, her heartbeat accelerating, desire fanning to life. She wanted to be in his arms. She wanted his kisses, even when she shouldn’t. This was her last night with him for a while. She’d be going home and then to New York; he’d be leaving the ranch for Dallas. This was the last time for kisses.
    It was after midnight when they climbed back into his truck. She turned slightly to watch him drive. “I had fun tonight, Blake. I haven’t been out like that in a long time. And dinner was fabulous.”
    “I thought you’d like that barbecue. It was fun. It’s unusual