Christmas on Crimson Mountain by Michelle Major

Author:Michelle Major
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

A loud crash from downstairs made Connor jerk away from his keyboard. He glanced over his shoulder at the closed bedroom door. Was April trying to get his attention?

It seemed unlikely since she’d been avoiding him all day. Maybe she was angry again that he hadn’t spent the whole night with her, but he’d made a point of waking her before he’d crawled out of her bed around midnight. She’d given him a sleepy kiss and a smile before falling back to sleep. He’d assumed that meant she was okay with him leaving. The truth was, even if he’d wanted to stay, the words were pounding through his brain at such a fever pitch he couldn’t sleep. He’d returned to his cabin and stayed at the computer until the sky had turned pink and orange with the dawning of a new day.

Only then had he forced himself to rest for a few hours before heading down to the treadmill in the basement. He’d timed his workout so he might see April making breakfast, but she hadn’t made an appearance all morning. It was easy enough for him to fry a couple eggs, and he’d had a small stab of guilt at the fact that he was sleeping with a woman who, in a roundabout way, worked for him. Maybe he should make her breakfast? Or dinner. He’d checked the refrigerator and pantry and figured he could whip together some sort of decent meal for her and the girls.

He’d been the one to cook most of the meals when Margo was at work, and he expected the thought of cooking for someone else to feel uncomfortable. Instead, he liked the idea of doing his part for the woman who had already done so much for him.

But April hadn’t come to the house at lunch and the small cabin next door had remained quiet all day. He could have texted her, but something had stopped him. Maybe there was another reason she was staying away. Maybe he’d shown her too much of himself, and it was more than she was willing to take on. He wouldn’t blame her, even as disappointment coiled around his gut.

Anger rose to the surface, sharp and familiar. She did work for him. Even if she’d decided she wanted nothing more to do with him, she still had a job. He stalked toward the stairs, letting the demons he’d kept under lock and key have free rein inside him. They stretched and yawned, then gnashed their teeth, prepping for a fight he didn’t exactly want but couldn’t seem to stop himself from seeking.

He came up short as he turned the corner for the kitchen. Ranie was on her knees with a towel, wiping up what looked to be enough water to fill a bathtub. Shay stood on a chair pulled to the counter chopping carrots with...damn, was that a butcher knife in her hand? April was nowhere in sight.

“Hey, girls,” he said softly, not wanting to startle a five-year-old wielding an eight-inch knife.

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