Creed's Honor by Miller Linda Lael

Creed's Honor by Miller Linda Lael

Author:Miller, Linda Lael [Miller, Linda Lael]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Montana Creeds, The Creed Cowboys #2
Publisher: HQN
Published: 2011-02-02T06:00:00+00:00


ON THE WAY HOME, Conner was careful to hold Lakota in check—the horse wanted with everything in him to bolt for home at a dead run, and it wasn’t going to happen. Buttercup, despite her age, would go from zero-to-sixty in hardly more than a heartbeat, causing Tricia to either fall off or be scared half to death.

You’re a damn fool, Conner Creed, he told himself grimly. By his reckoning, any half-wit should have known a woman like Tricia wouldn’t be content to spend the rest of her life in a backwater place like Lonesome Bend. Why, she’d fairly shimmered before, telling him about Seattle, with its seafood and its cut flowers and its snow-covered mountains.

Hell. Colorado had snow-covered mountains aplenty, and fields full of wildflowers three seasons of the year. As for seafood—who needed it, when the river and the creeks and a dozen lakes were all right there, handy and practically brimming with fish?

Conscious of Tricia beside him, Conner went right on ignoring her. He knew she wasn’t going back to Seattle at the first opportunity because of that city’s many charms. The real draw was the guy he’d glimpsed on her computer monitor that first morning, when he’d dropped by with Natty’s firewood.

Conner unclamped his back molars, to ease the growing ache in the hinges of his jaws. He supposed the yahoo in that screen-saver picture was good-looking enough to suit most women, but Conner figured him for an idiot, if only because he’d let Tricia McCall out of his sight for what—a year and a half? In the other guy’s place, he would have visited often, at the very least, and probably made sure there was an engagement ring on her finger, too. One with plenty of sparkle, so any man with eyeballs would know she was spoken for.

He was thinking like a cave dweller, thinking like Brody—Conner knew that. But he couldn’t seem to get a handle on his attitude. Being around Tricia made him feel as though all the known laws of physics had been suspended—up was sideways and down was someplace beyond the clouds.

Conner swept off his hat with one hand, ran the other through his hair and sighed. And if all that wasn’t enough to chap his hide, there was that little show Brody and Joleen had put on, out there on the range.

What the hell was that about?

And why had Brody helped himself to Conner’s clothes and gotten his hair cut shorter? It gave Conner a schizophrenic start just to look at his twin, since he’d gone to the barbershop the other day as Brody and come out as a more-than-reasonable facsimile of Conner.

Yep, Brody was definitely up to something. But what?

“Conner?” Tricia said, out of the blue.

They’d almost reached the far side of the inner pasture by then, moving, as they were, at the breathtaking speed of rocks trying to roll uphill, and the rest of the trail riding party was already at the barn. Folks were unsaddling their horses, leading them into their trailers.



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