A Time To Love (A Mill Creek Crossing Romance) Read Online Free
Author: Angelina Rose
pointed look. “This isn’t a vacation.”
Eva pursed her lips and looked down at her place. “Fine. I’ll go after dinner.”
***
As Eva drove into town, she fumed at the thought of having to work nights at a bar. She wasn’t a bar type of woman. She enjoyed fine wine and art exhibits and a good cup of strong espresso. Now, she was relegated to a small town life where she expected Barney Fife to walk by at any moment. Instead of good wine, she would be serving beer to sweaty, fat, country bumpkins. Instead of art, she only had access to what she considered being homemade crafts. Instead of espresso, she would have two hours old coffee at her sister’s diner.
“Two million dollars,” she whispered to herself as she pulled into the parking lot of O’Malley’s.
As she got out of her car, she noticed the bar was full of people. With a pit in her stomach, she wasn't sure she wanted to go through with this job. Even though two million dollars was on the line, surely she could find some other kind of job to help pay the bills. She had an idea Gracie and Randy might be having money troubles, so she knew she had to contribute to the household finances in some way. As she started to turn around and walk back to her car, she heard a man call out to her from the front door. “Where are you going?” he called out in a gruff voice. “I'm in the wrong place,” she said as he hurried toward her car.
“I don’t think so. Aren’t you Gracie’s sister?” he asked with a wry smile.
Eva turned around and saw a big barrel of a man standing on the porch of the bar. He had sandy blond hair and blue eyes with darker skin than she would've imagined. He was tall, broad shouldered and looked like he just stepped out of some mountain around them. She took a few steps towards him as he leaned against the porch railing. “How do you know who I am?” she asked. “Because Gracie called and told me you were coming by. She thought you might try to run away when you saw the place.” His smile sent shivers down her spine: she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. “That's just great,” Eva mumbled as she put her hands on her hips. “The good news is we do have an opening. You got any waitressing or bartending experience?” he asked.
“Obviously not. Do I look like someone who's ever worked at a bar?” she asked as she waved her hands up and down her body. Wearing a stylish black pantsuit, she looked completely out of place in the town; much less at the seediest bar in the area.
“I don't know a thing about you, Ma’m. All I'm trying to do is help a friend out by offering her sister a job opportunity. Are you interested or not?”
Eva stood there for a moment, unsure how to approach this kind of man. She was used to being around more cultured men in the big city, not some mountain man that scared her a little bit every time she looked at him. However, she also knew she needed a job quickly. Otherwise, Gracie was going to kick her out of the house, and then she'd never have a chance at getting the two million dollars.
“Do you at least want to come inside and take a look at the place?” he asked.
“I guess that would be okay,” she said hesitantly.
As she walked toward the porch, she couldn't help but notice how masculine and ruggedly handsome this man was. She had no idea of his name or background, but she was very aware of his presence. In fact, no man had ever made her feel quite this uncomfortable in her own skin.
The man walked her inside, and she immediately noticed she felt completely out of place. The bar was very loud and rowdy with lots of music playing and smoke filtering through the air. There was a long, hard wood bar across the back of the room
Eva pursed her lips and looked down at her place. “Fine. I’ll go after dinner.”
***
As Eva drove into town, she fumed at the thought of having to work nights at a bar. She wasn’t a bar type of woman. She enjoyed fine wine and art exhibits and a good cup of strong espresso. Now, she was relegated to a small town life where she expected Barney Fife to walk by at any moment. Instead of good wine, she would be serving beer to sweaty, fat, country bumpkins. Instead of art, she only had access to what she considered being homemade crafts. Instead of espresso, she would have two hours old coffee at her sister’s diner.
“Two million dollars,” she whispered to herself as she pulled into the parking lot of O’Malley’s.
As she got out of her car, she noticed the bar was full of people. With a pit in her stomach, she wasn't sure she wanted to go through with this job. Even though two million dollars was on the line, surely she could find some other kind of job to help pay the bills. She had an idea Gracie and Randy might be having money troubles, so she knew she had to contribute to the household finances in some way. As she started to turn around and walk back to her car, she heard a man call out to her from the front door. “Where are you going?” he called out in a gruff voice. “I'm in the wrong place,” she said as he hurried toward her car.
“I don’t think so. Aren’t you Gracie’s sister?” he asked with a wry smile.
Eva turned around and saw a big barrel of a man standing on the porch of the bar. He had sandy blond hair and blue eyes with darker skin than she would've imagined. He was tall, broad shouldered and looked like he just stepped out of some mountain around them. She took a few steps towards him as he leaned against the porch railing. “How do you know who I am?” she asked. “Because Gracie called and told me you were coming by. She thought you might try to run away when you saw the place.” His smile sent shivers down her spine: she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. “That's just great,” Eva mumbled as she put her hands on her hips. “The good news is we do have an opening. You got any waitressing or bartending experience?” he asked.
“Obviously not. Do I look like someone who's ever worked at a bar?” she asked as she waved her hands up and down her body. Wearing a stylish black pantsuit, she looked completely out of place in the town; much less at the seediest bar in the area.
“I don't know a thing about you, Ma’m. All I'm trying to do is help a friend out by offering her sister a job opportunity. Are you interested or not?”
Eva stood there for a moment, unsure how to approach this kind of man. She was used to being around more cultured men in the big city, not some mountain man that scared her a little bit every time she looked at him. However, she also knew she needed a job quickly. Otherwise, Gracie was going to kick her out of the house, and then she'd never have a chance at getting the two million dollars.
“Do you at least want to come inside and take a look at the place?” he asked.
“I guess that would be okay,” she said hesitantly.
As she walked toward the porch, she couldn't help but notice how masculine and ruggedly handsome this man was. She had no idea of his name or background, but she was very aware of his presence. In fact, no man had ever made her feel quite this uncomfortable in her own skin.
The man walked her inside, and she immediately noticed she felt completely out of place. The bar was very loud and rowdy with lots of music playing and smoke filtering through the air. There was a long, hard wood bar across the back of the room
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