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74 DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
mouth back into a straight line before it could escape.
“I forget. You’re one of the Daltons of Cold Creek. With
your share of the ranch, you probably don’t have to
worry about money at all, do you? I guess that makes
you just another dilettante.”
He swallowed a sigh. What would he have to do to
get past her anger at his family?
“Dilettante. Now there’s a big word for an Idaho
cowgirl.”
“Must have read it on a cereal box somewhere.”
“If I were one of those dili-thingies just out for a good
time, I’m pretty sure the amusement quotient would
have disappeared once I actually started treating
patients. We GPs see some pretty nasty stuff. Anything
from impacted colons to uncontrolled vomiting to gangrenous
sores.”
“Try being a nurse, wussy-boy.You doctors get to waltz
in, make your godlike proclamations and waltz out again,
leaving us hardworking nurses to do the dirty work.”
“I don’t ever waltz,” he protested, then grinned. “I
prefer to sashay.”
She did smile at that and he couldn’t help feeling he’d
just won a major victory. Their gazes held for a long
moment and then her smile slid off her face as if she just
realized it was there.
She jerked her gaze away and drank the last of her
cola, her expression suddenly fierce. “Okay, party time’s
over. If I’ve only got a day to make use of your puny
muscles, I don’t want to waste it sitting around shooting
the breeze.”
He almost told her she could make use of his puny