Ever since she could remember, Anna Cochran had been passionately, shamelessly in love with tall, quiet Evan Tremayne. But the stubborn man was so focused on protecting her from rough-and-tumble cowboys like him that he wouldn't acknowledge the fierce yearning she awoke in him.
So it was up to Anna to draw Evan out of his shell and prove that she was the only woman for him now...and always.
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April 01, 2011
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Excerpt from Evan by Diana Palmer
It wasn't that he minded the dinner so much, or the business talk that followed it. What bothered Evan Tremayne was the way Anna sat and watched him.
She was nineteen, blond, buxom and blue-eyed, a statuesque young woman with long tanned legs that looked incredible in shorts. Evan had tried for the past year not to notice her, despite the fact that he and her mother did a lot of business together. At thirty-four, he was the eldest of four brothers, and he had almost total responsibility for their mother. The family business was mostly under his control and his life was one long tangle of cattle, personnel problems and financial headaches. Anna was the last damned straw.
Especially, he thought, in that pale blue dress that showed too much of her golden tan and her full breasts. Surely her mother should have said something about that. He wondered if Polly Cochran noticed how fast her daughter was growing up. Polly was never home, though. She seemed always to be busy with some new facet of her real estate business. Anna's father was an airline pilot, but he and Polly had separated years ago. He lived in Atlanta, Georgia, while they lived in Texas. In fact, Anna had been given most of her upbringing by Lori, the family housekeeper. Nobody seemed to have had much time for her.
Polly had excused herself to take a phone call, and Evan was left uncomfortably alone with Anna.
"Why have you been glowering at me for the past ten minutes?" Anna asked softly. Her blond hair was piled on top of her head, and she looked sophisticated and very mature for a change.
"Because that dress shows too much of you," Evan replied with customary bluntness. His dark eyes glanced from her face to the swell of her breasts. "Polly shouldn't have bought it for you."
"She didn't," Anna said with a grin. "It's one of hers. I borrowed it when she wasn't looking. She hasn't even noticed that I'm wearing it. You know how unobservant she is. Everything with Mama is business."
"Your mother's dresses are too old for you," he replied, softening the words a little with a smile. He tended to be more abrasive with Anna than with anyone else in his life because of his unwanted attraction to her. "You should wear something more appropriate for your own age."
She took a slow breath and her eyes gently worshipped him before they dropped to the table. "Do I really seem so young to you, Evan?"
"I'm thirty-four, little one," he said, his voice deep and slow in the silence of the dining room. "Yes, you seem young."
Her blue eyes settled on her folded hands. "Mama's giving a party Friday night to celebrate the opening of that new mall in Jacobsville that she sold the property for," she said. "Are you coming?"
"Harden and Miranda might," he murmured. "I stay busy."