Kissing Kelsey: a Cowboy Fairytales spin-off (Triple H Brides Book 1) by Lacy Williams

Author:Lacy Williams [Williams, Lacy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Lacy Williams Books LLC
Published: 2017-02-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

"What about this one?"

Two weeks after Matt's offer, Kelsey looked up from the cardboard box of various chipped pieces a china tea set to see Katie holding a large canvas that had one of Kelsey’s earlier paintings on it. She must've been...a high school freshman when she'd painted it. She winced at the broad acrylic strokes that revealed two tulips and a daisy. It was pretty bad. Professor Bernard—her last art professor—must've been right about her lack of talent.

"Trash it," she said quickly.

"Aw, no way," Matt piped from across the room. She'd almost forgotten he was there, sitting on the floor and almost buried beneath a cascade of old magazines next to the family piano.

All right, she hadn't forgotten. It would be impossible to forget his presence whenever he was in the same room as her.

"If you don't want it,” he said, “I'll hang it in my bedroom."

"Nuh-uh." She couldn't imagine that awful thing hanging above his bed. She shivered with horror even thinking it. "It's trash."

"Your ma kept it," he said, oh so helpfully. "She musta seen something of value in it."

"She kept everything," Kelsey gestured to the clutter-filled room.

"I'll just set it over here while you two argue about it," Katie muttered. She leaned the painting against the far wall, in the roughly two feet of space they'd cleared since they'd started two hours ago.

This was their second official workday, cleaning out the house. Hoarder was a term Kelsey was coming to hate. Earlier, they'd unearthed a stack of used, washed Styrofoam dishes from some of the rare times they'd eaten out. Who would keep those? Trash, trash, trash.

Even with the windows open, the brisk autumn breeze wasn't cutting through the stale air inside.

On Sunday, things with Katie had come to a head. They'd argued for the fiftieth time about the dumpster rental-versus-look through it way of doing this and finally agreed on a compromise. Kelsey had rented the dumpster but agreed to a week of sorting before they trashed whatever was left. She knew her sister could use the money from whatever they found to put into the café—assuming there was anything of value in here. And if they got the house livable again, Katie would have the option to sell it once the probate settled and Kelsey was back in Houston.

Her stomach dropped at the thought of going back to the life she'd left behind, and she ducked her head on the pretense of sifting through the box to see if there was anything salvageable there.

She still didn't know whether she should take the assistant coach job. Running was her life, but did she want to coach? The last two weeks spending time with Matt had only confused things more.

After the surprise hamburger-tailgate date, he'd convinced her to visit him on the Triple H, and they'd spent hours riding the property. Matt claimed he was reacquainting himself with the land and the operations. She figured he just wanted to see her uncomfortable on the back of the horse.

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