Greg by Kathleen Ball

Author:Kathleen Ball [Ball, Kathleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lasso Springs Publishing
Published: 2018-03-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Greg woke and then stretched, hoping to work out the kinks on his back. He’d insisted they sleep in her bunk. At first it was nice and comfortable to have her in his arms but she moved a lot in her sleep and she kept her gun loaded under her pillow. He’d spent quite a bit of time praying it wouldn’t go off.

He gazed down at her, thinking she reminded him of a sweet angel. She didn’t have night clothes, so they slept in their regular clothes. He was just thankful she believed in cleanliness. Most of the miners stunk to high heaven.

He grabbed the pail and went to the pump for some fresh water. Most of the men he passed greeted him by name, and he nodded back at them. Then he went into their living quarters and poured some water into the wash basin. Next, he took off his shirt and retrieved his soap out of his saddlebag. He washed and then used some tooth powder. It was well past time to take a bath and wash his clothes.

He put the coffee on and opened the flap, keeping an eye on the camp activity. It was early for most miners. Especially the ones who spent what little they made down at Carl’s place. He trotted out Shelly as the lure since she was clean and pretty. The rest of his ladies were filthy, and he was sure they probably had diseases they passed along to the miners.

His pa had warned him about women like that. His heart squeezed. He missed his family. As soon as they were finished mining, he was taking Mercy home to meet his ma and pa. They’d like her.

A groan came from beneath Mercy’s blanket, and he knew she was up. Mornings were not her best time of day. It took her a while to fully wake. Coffee was a must for her. He poured it and handed it to her as soon as she swung her legs over the side of the bunk.

“How’d you sleep?” he asked.

“I think I was up all night. I’m not used to someone in my bunk.” Her brows came together as she shook her head.

“Don’t worry, you slept.”

“How can you be so sure?” She stared at him.

“I know because I was up most of the night. You move constantly in your sleep. And I have to say your loaded gun under your pillow made me nervous. I was half afraid it’d go off.”

“Ah, I was restless. That doesn’t make for good sleep.” She sipped her coffee. “I need to wash up.”

Greg picked up the basin and threw the dirty water out of the tent. He then poured fresh water for her, grabbed her flowery soap, and placed it next to the basin. “I’ll just step outside. I was thinking later we could wash clothes.”

“We can do that.”

He stood outside for what seemed like an awfully long time, but when he saw her it was worth the wait. Her hair was wet but she had braided it so it hung over her right shoulder.

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