Baby on the Bad Boy's Doorstep (Shadow Creek, Montana) by Victoria James

Author:Victoria James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, Entangled, Bliss, sweet romance, romance, bad boy, baby; babies; Montana; nanny; temporary; divorce; doorstep; bachelor
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Bliss)
Published: 2018-01-18T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Connor swallowed down the uncomfortable feeling as he knocked on the door of the Shadow Creek Women’s Shelter.

He didn’t have a lot of early memories of his childhood; some he didn’t really trust, either, but there was one memory that stood out—he and his mother standing outside a shelter a lot like this one. He remembered being cold and it had been raining out, but he remembered the warmth of his mother’s hand. It had wrapped around his and she’d held on to him tightly. The door had opened and a kind woman with grey hair had greeted them with a smile that reminded him of Mrs. Bailey’s.

As an adult, he knew that was a smile of a woman who had seen much, but hadn’t lost her hope in the world. The women who’d helped his mother had helped him. That first night, they’d given them a warm bowl of tomato soup and hot bread rolls, and sometimes he could almost taste it still. It wasn’t that it had been the best meal of his life, but after a day of no food, and weeks of no hot food, it had been so damn comforting. They’d shown them to a room for just the two of them. Two twin beds and fresh, clean sheets and blankets. He’d thought he’d been at the Ritz.

When he’d almost drifted off to sleep that first night, he’d heard his mother softly crying.

“Mama? What’s wrong?” He didn’t get it. What could be wrong? They had this new place filled with nice people. They had a warm room. They had food. What more could they ask for?

Of course, looking back now, he knew she’d been crying out of fear, defeat, worry. She’d known that the shelter wasn’t permanent. She’d felt the embarrassment of having to rely on strangers to feed her son.

Connor rolled his shoulders and stood a little straighter as he heard the door unlock. An older lady opened the door, her grey hair in a smooth shoulder-length cut. Her eyes were kind, but she didn’t open the screen door.

“Hi, ma’am, I’m Connor O’Leary. I called earlier about looking at some of the work that needed to be done around here?”

Her hand flew to her chest and she opened the door. “Come in, come in.”

“Sorry I’m a little early for our appointment, but I was passing by and thought I’d try.”

“Of course it is. This is so nice of you.”

“Well, to tell you the truth, I was in a shelter at one time in my life and I know how important these places are. Mrs. Bailey was saying you need a new kitchen and dining room?”

She nodded, leading him through the old house. It needed little things here and there, but the old house had been cared for well. He followed her into the back of the house. The kitchen was dated and very small.

“Our hope is to add in a large cooking area, maybe even enough room to have some volunteers come in and teach a cooking class or baking.

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