Donnell: Cowboy Scrutiny: The Kavanagh Brothers Book 5 by Ball Kathleen

Author:Ball, Kathleen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Standing in the middle of the great room, surrounded by his family, Donnell’s head spun. The majority of his family thought he had to marry Clarissa. They hadn’t been back an hour when he’d been summoned to a family gathering. When Dolly had dropped the news that he was expected to marry Clarissa, he told them all he didn’t want to be responsible for her anymore.

One by one, his brothers had started in on him.

“Donnell, everyone knows you traveled alone together,” Murphy said.

“Murphy it’s none of your business. You just wait until they think it’s your turn to marry and see how you like it! I will decide who I marry, and it certainly won’t be a woman who lies and betrays people,” he said more heatedly than he wanted. Everyone stared at him, hard. The room had become quiet, too quiet.

He didn’t turn around. He couldn’t bear to look at her anymore. Let some other man take her for his own. He stalked out the back door and down to the stream. All he had wanted to do was help her, and now he couldn’t bring himself to look at her. Being in the same room was incredibly difficult. He must be some kind of sucker; he had believed everything she’d told him. This was all Joe Kingsley’s fault. If that man had met his bride when she came to town none of this would have happened.

The topper was when they camped out a week ago and she implied he was some type of hurdle in her life. He tried to slow his mind down and think logically, but it felt as though his brain was spinning. There was nothing more he could do for her. She had a roof over her head and she had supplies. She also had his family thinking badly of him. He’d gone to a lot of trouble to rescue her.

He kicked at the muddy bank. He would have helped even if he hadn’t known her. No one deserved to be auctioned off. She’d been nothing but trouble from the first. Hard work helped. He stomped to the barn and got Rascal ready to ride the range.

He stopped after riding for a while. There was a fence to fix. He hated having fences. Used to be you could trust your neighbors. He swore the bullet hit before he even heard it. The pain in his thigh was fading. It must be the adrenaline. Either that or he was dying. He stayed on the ground with his pistol in his hand.

He waited for a long while, playing dead. Rascal kept nudging him. The pain was coming back in force. He had to get on Rascal before he was unable. It wasn’t easy but he eventually sat in his saddle. He didn’t have to direct Rascal; he knew the way. Who had shot him? Good thing they weren’t a better shot or he’d be dead. Rascal didn’t stop at the barn, he took Donnell to the front door of the house and kicked at the railing on the steps.

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