Heart of Montana, #6 Chapter 14 On Thursday night, they sat side by side on the couch in front of Maggie’s TV, watching her favorite movie, The Quiet Man, which Nils had never seen before. His mother and sister’s tastes had tended toward high-brow British movies, while he and his brothers, when they actually watched a movie, opted for action. An old John Wayne romance wasn’t something he’d been likely to come across, but he had to admit, it was pretty good. American man, spirited Irish woman with red hair…he glanced over at Maggie, who sat on the other side of an enormous popcorn bowl, with a perpetual smile on her face and her feet tucked up under her butt. She wore a pair of skimpy pajama shorts that she changed into almost every evening after work—that tortured him for the entirety of their date—and a low-cut sweatshirt that left just enough to the imagination to keep things on the painful side of interesting. Especially since they’d barely touched again since Monday night’s kitchen make-out session.
