Bodacious by Sharon Ervin

Author:Sharon Ervin [Ervin, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781588514943
Publisher: PublishAmerica
Published: 2001-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Sleet peppered the cabin all day long.

Sara was dejected. She’d wakened excited at the prospect of going home, not counting on the weather interfering.

“I guess we have to wait another day.”

Bo nodded mute agreement.

She supposed the ordeal in Franklin’s custody had left her weaker than she realized. She dozed in her chair and catnapped on the bed off and on through the dismal day. She was barely aware of Bo as he came and went like a shadow, keeping the fire stoked.

Uncertain as to what sleeping arrangements might be, Sara put the bear rug in front of the hearth when she was ready for bed that night. She knew she should return to the shed but dreaded the prospect of trying to keep warm in the drafty little enclosure with no fire.

Bo stopped rocking and growled when he saw her spread the rug. He shook his head and pointed to his bed.

“I can’t keep imposing on you, Bo. I’ll be fine on the floor. It would be better if I went back to the shed but...”

He shook his head again, stood, walked to the bed and pulled back the covers, indicating she should lie there.

“Bo, both of us sleeping in one bed isn’t proper.” She sounded as if she were Miss Manners lecturing a child. “It’s not socially acceptable behavior.”

Exaggerating, he surveyed the empty cabin and returned his gaze to her face. She smiled, feeling sheepish.

“Okay, so we have kind of a closed society here. And it’s not that I don’t feel safe, you understand. You’ve made it clear you have no interest in me, that way.” She looked to him for agreement or denial but got only what appeared to be annoyed indifference.

“Don’t I crowd you?”

He shook his head and flapped the corner of the covers, indicating she should get into the bed. Reluctantly, she complied.

Later, when he had banked the fire and turned out the lantern, he got his coat off the back of the door and brought it to the bed. Without undressing, he again stepped over her. Fully clothed, he remained atop the quilts and covered himself with his coat.

Sara felt a pang of conscience that she had even voiced those stupid, puritanical concerns that kept him from being comfortable in his own bed. What did it matter what anyone else thought? Who would ever know, anyway? And she had been marvelously cozy sleeping in his arms, feeling his heartbeat, clasped safely, firmly against his chest. And, with luck, this would be their last night together before he took her home.

She moved closer to him once, then again. Finally, when he was practically pinned against the wall, he draped the massive arm over her. Relaxing, she again fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

* * *

Another day passed with no change in the weather as sleet and ice kept the road impassable.

Day 9: Restless, generally recovered, Sara rummaged through Bo’s desk and found a manuscript of some sort. She picked up several pages but Bo was

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