The Other Woman
ELIZABETH O'CONNELL WASN'T sure she could tolerate another
minute. This was her fifth blind date in as many weeks, and each of them had been significantly worse than the one before.
"I heard what happened with your ex-husband." Carter Hudson, the tall, dark-haired man seated across from her at the new Dundee Inn and Steakhouse reached over to touch her hand. "It must've been a terrible ordeal."
With light-brown eyes and strong, rugged features, Carter wasn't unhandsome. But the way his thumb rested against the pulse at her wrist gave the impression he didn't care so much about what she'd suffered as he did about pretending to commiserate with her — to make sure this night ended in as friendly a way as it could. Besides, his New York accent grated on her nerves. Almost everything about him grated on her nerves.
Looking for a distraction, she glanced around the dining room to see if she could spot someone she knew. She'd lived in Idaho for less than two years, but Dundee was a town of only fifteen hundred people, and she'd already become acquainted with many of the locals.
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