Emeralds, Rubies, and Camouflage

Author:Olivia Jaymes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Military, Romance
Publisher: Olivia Jaymes
Published: 2015-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

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Everything between Holt and Myra had changed. She could feel it and it wasn’t for the better.

The two of them plus Amelia had an awkward and tense breakfast. Myra and Holt picked at the pancakes she’d made while the little girl chattered on and on about what she wanted to do that day. They both tried valiantly to pay attention, but their minds were far away, still in Myra’s bedroom.

She’d had an awful time trying to sleep last night. The whole room seemed to smell of Holt and sex, especially the sheets. Finally around three in the morning she’d fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion, no closer to knowing how to handle things than she’d been hours before.

By the time Fiona and Bart showed up mid-morning Myra’s nerves were stretched taut and she wanted to stand in the middle of the house and scream at the top of her lungs. Holt looked no better, dark circles under his eyes and curt answers to every question. It must have obvious that something was going on between her and Holt because the older couple immediately offered to take Amelia to the horse barn.

“I guess they could tell we needed to talk,” Holt said after the couple retreated with Amelia between them. “I don’t know about you but I think I need more coffee.”

There wasn’t enough caffeine in the world to make Myra alert, but she nodded and followed Holt into the bright, cheery kitchen that seemed to mock her gloomy mood. Last night with Holt had been the best of her entire life but from his guarded expression this morning she was pretty sure he didn’t feel the same way.

Once again she’d let her dreams and fantasies rule her better sense. What she knew about men would fit on the head of a pin.

“So…did you come to any conclusions?” She poured two cups of coffee and added cream and sugar in hers. She held the spoon tightly so he wouldn’t see her shaking hands.

“Sort of. What about you?” His expression was guarded as if he was afraid she was going to stomp her feet and yell.

Totally not her style. She had a temper but it was usually a small, contained explosion followed by remorse. As she’d come down the stairs this morning she’d vowed to hold on to any anger he might ignite. There was too much riding on this. It wasn’t just about her, it was about Amelia and how happy and settled she’d become.

Myra wrapped her hands around the mug and sat down at the kitchen island. “I did a lot of thinking last night and I came to one conclusion. The most important thing to me is my daughter. Everything else comes in a distant second. If she’s happy and healthy, then any other problems are minor.”

Holt still stood, his gaze directed out of the window to the empty backyard. “Am I in the pro or con column when it comes to Amelia? I care for your daughter very much.

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