Second Dance Cowboy (Second Chance) - Plot & Excerpts
This was a storm of all storms. Dillon Brooke sat in his truck listening to the rain pounding his windshield. Lightening lit the sky, making the droplets of water look like fireworks. After an hour parked in the lot, the downpour wasn’t letting up and his patience grew thinner. He clicked the wipers on high but he could barely see the black blob of a brick building across the street. The neon sign above the door flashed a red blur. He didn’t need to see it to know what it read. Starkey’s. The country tavern had once been a popular hangout, but times changed. Most people drove into San Antonio to attend clubs. The last time he’d been in Starkey’s he’d come with his brothers to drink off a long day at the ranch. Dillon wasn’t here tonight to relax. He’d walked away from this town a few years ago and he guessed his roots called him home. He smoothed his hand over his hair and blew out a breath through his tight lips.
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