A Cowboy's Courage by Vicki Lewis Thompson

Author:Vicki Lewis Thompson [Thompson, Vicki Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ocean Dance Press
Published: 2017-09-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Trevor went to bed so early that he was awake at dawn. He was up and dressed in time to help with the chores down at the stable and grab a quick breakfast before heading off to Olivia’s. Because he’d helped feed and muck out stalls, Cody and Faith figured they’d be over a little sooner than they’d expected.

When he turned down Olivia’s road, a cloud of dust ahead of him meant Bryce had beat him there. He chuckled. Evidently his brother’s pride was on the line. Either that or a batch of chocolate chip cookies was calling his name.

Trevor loved cookies, too. But their importance was eclipsed by the woman who came down the porch steps as he pulled into the clearing. Damn, she was gorgeous.

All that silky dark hair drove him nuts. She’d tied it back with a red ribbon that matched the red shirt she wore. Had he ever seen her in that color? Maybe not. Looked nice on her.

She gave him a wave and walked over to greet Bryce, who’d just parked his truck. She seemed happy this morning and he’d take that as a good sign. He wouldn’t count his chickens, yet, but…what the hell? Bryce was wearing a hard hat?

Trevor pulled in next to him and climbed out. “What’s with the hard hat, bro?”

Bryce gave him a shit-eating grin. “I’ve always wanted to wear one of these and I’ll never have a better chance. Got me a tool belt, too.” He reached into the truck, grabbed it and put it on. “Whatcha think?”

Olivia stood behind him, hand over her mouth, shoulders shaking in silent laughter.

Somehow Trevor managed to keep a straight face. Bryce’s goofy streak had gone underground in high school when Charity had gotten ahold of him. If Nicole had restored it, good for her. “Aside from the fact you have no tools in that tool belt, you look awesome.”

“I figure you’ll supply me with the tools. There was a limit as to how much I’d invest for this caper. Then you like the outfit?”

“Love it. I’m waiting for you to start singing Wichita Lineman.”

“Bingo.” Bryce clicked his tongue and pointed a finger at him. “If I’m getting up at dawn, I’m sure as hell gonna have fun doing it. I have a complete working man’s playlist right up here.” He tapped his hard hat.

“Then you might break into song at any moment?”

“Count on it. This roof will go on ten times faster with me singing. See if it doesn’t.”

“Can’t wait.”

Olivia surveyed the two of them. “And I thought this day would be a grind.”

Bryce stuck his hands in the pockets of his tool belt. “Not if I can help it.”

“I can’t decide whether to offer you two coffee or not. You both seem wired already.”

“I’ll take coffee,” Bryce said, “with a side of chocolate chip cookies, please.”

“Make that two coffees with a side of cookies.” Trevor eyed his brother. “And don’t think Olivia will slip you more cookies because you’re funny and you can sing.

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