Incident in San Francisco - Page 73/138

They gave each other one last smile, and Monty turned and started back down the hall as Laura softly closed and locked her room door. She didn't know that Monty was so overwhelmed with emotions from the night's chance encounter with her that he was hardly aware of where he was going as he headed for the elevator. But she did know that she was so affected by the night's encounter that she just flung herself back on the big queen bed, and had to clap a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing hysterically from sheer enjoyment. Instead of shaking hands, she had wanted to hook her hand under Monty's big oval silver belt buckle with his Bar A brand, and drag him into the room onto the bed on top of her. She couldn't believe a man she'd met so recently could have such an effect on her, and she couldn't wait until tomorrow night to see him again.

In their wildest dreams, neither Monty nor Laura could have imagined just how unpleasantly exciting the next night would prove to be, and how it would change their lives.