Brokken Brother: Novella (Brokken Road Romance Book 5) by Abagail Eldan

Author:Abagail Eldan [Eldan, Abagail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novella Length Short Story, Brokken Texas, Civil War Era, Hometown, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, 19th Century, Forever Love, Frontier-Pioneer Era, Cowboy & Western Romance, Hearts Desire, American West, Clean & Wholesome, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Brokken Road Romances
Publisher: Sheila Hollinghead
Published: 2018-11-25T05:00:00+00:00

THE SHERIFF STERNLY told Fritz to go to his room and not show his face until the morrow, unless he wanted to be thrown into jail. His knuckles were raw, and he gingerly washed his hands and examined his face in the mirror. His lip was split, and his skin was yellowing beneath his left eye. He’d have a black eye by morning.

He needed sleep, but restlessness filled him. As soon as he heard Sheriff Vic retire to her room, he slipped from his.

In the sitting room, Deborah was on her feet, pacing. The moment he appeared in the doorway, she came toward him.

“Chance Hale is my fiancé. We will marry, and you will not stop us, no matter what shenanigans you pull,” she said, her voice low and flat. The look on her face made him hesitate to enter the room.

She stepped aside. “We need to talk.”

“Let it go, Deb.” Fritz took a seat and leaned his aching head back on the chair. He could have been getting a few hours of sleep instead of arguing with his sister. It was true he shouldn’t have hit that Yankee, not now when he needed time to rest, to plan, to prepare for what lay ahead. His fury had gotten the best of him. He flexed his arm and winced in pain.

“Promise me you will not interfere again.” Her eyes flashed and narrowed.

“I don’t want to argue,” he whispered.

Deborah her eyes wet with tears, waved a hand. “Yes. I know you are leaving in a few hours, but you are coming back?”

He gave her a reassuring smile. “I promise I will be back, with Karl and Curt.” It was an empty promise he knew, although perhaps it would comfort her.

A soft knock sounded at the front door, and Deborah glanced at the cuckoo clock on the wall. “My goodness! It’s half past eleven. Who could that be at this hour?”

Fritz jumped to his feet. “It might be Klint. I’ll get it.”

But when he opened the door, it was Lydia, looking lovelier than ever, who stood on the porch. Without thinking, he stepped out and pulled the door shut behind him.

Lydia took a step back, into the shadows. He stepped with her and, when she failed to retreat, drew her closer. “I’m sorry.” A faint scent of lavender, a scent he remembered from long ago, reached him.

He didn’t know all he apologized for. Perhaps he apologized for fighting with Chance. Perhaps he apologized for leaving her for nine long months.

Looking at her now, how he’d gotten the strength to go was beyond his remembrance. He cursed himself, knowing he’d be leaving her again. He pulled her even closer and dipped his head to capture the feel of those soft lips. She flattened a palm on his chest, and her hand fluttered against him. Instead of dissuading him, it filled him with desire.

She turned her head and sidled away a half step. “Please, Fritz.”

With an effort, he moved away and fought for control. The light spilled from the window, and he stopped there and waited for her to speak.

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