Her Montana Twins by Carolyne Aarsen

Author:Carolyne Aarsen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Tell your mom thanks again for supper,” Hannah said as she clipped the buckle of Corey’s car seat tight. “It was absolutely delicious.”

“I’ll let her know again,” Brody said, setting Chrissy in her car seat on the other side of Hannah’s car.

“I’m sure she called your mother to get some ideas.”

“She did?” Hannah’s surprise made him wonder if he should have told her. He knew his mother was campaigning heavily and he hoped Hannah didn’t notice.

“My mom lives to please,” he said, pulling the belt around Chrissy’s arms.

“Do you need a hand?” Hannah asked as Brody tried to get Chrissy to sit still long enough so he could buckle her in.

“I’m good.” He made another attempt to attach the clip but he couldn’t make it reach.

Hannah came over to his side of the car and watched his struggles. Finally he had to admit defeat and step back. “I can’t figure that thing out,” he said.

Hannah leaned in and with a few deft moves had the straps clipped down and Chrissy was secure.

“Don’t smirk,” Brody warned as Hannah straightened.

“I’ll try not to,” she said, but her lips flirted with a grin.

Brody glanced at the waning light. “You’d better get going. Make sure you watch out for wildlife on your way home, especially moose and elk. Their eyes will shine back at you but they’re so tall, you won’t see them in your little car.” He didn’t want to imagine what a large animal like that could do to her little car and the precious cargo it held.

He and his father had checked the car but couldn’t find anything wrong. Brody had tried to convince Hannah to let him drive her back but she refused. So he let it go.

“I’ll drive carefully.”

“And don’t forget to turn your cell phone on,” he warned.

“You sound like my mother.”

“Is that good or bad?”

She held his eyes, her expression softening. “It’s nice” was all she said. Then she turned away and slipped behind the wheel. She closed the door, started the engine, reversed out of the lot and with a wink of her taillights was headed down the road.

He watched her leave and, as he had the last time she’d driven away with the twins, he sent up a prayer for their safety.

He glanced at his parents’ house. He should go and help clean up but right now he didn’t want to see his mother’s hopeful face and feel the pressure of her expectations. He had enough of his own, thank you very much.

So he headed back to his own house, turned on the television for noise and company and started folding the laundry he had done yesterday and had dumped on his sofa. Canned laughter filled the quiet of the house but it annoyed him. As soon as he had his clothes put away he shut off the television, dropped into the old worn recliner he’d inherited from his father and picked up the book he’d been reading. An adventure story that Dylan had recommended, but he couldn’t get into it.

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