Landon's Love by Kelli Ann Morgan

Author:Kelli Ann Morgan [Morgan, Kelli Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Inspire Books
Published: 2018-10-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The excitement of being on the ranch kept Olivia from sleeping as well as she would have liked. Nevertheless, it allowed her to mull over and devise a few plans in her mind for what she wanted to do for her reader’s retreat. By five o’clock she was done trying to sleep any longer and decided her time would be better spent doing something productive. So, instead of waiting another hour for her alarm to go off, she simply got up, got dressed, and headed downstairs.

“You’re up early.”

Olivia nearly jumped out of her socks. She was surprised to see Holden sitting in the adjacent mud room pulling on his boots.

“You startled me,” she said, her hand flat against her chest.

“Sorry. I guess it’s one of the hazards of getting up before the rooster crows,” he said as he stood up.

Her mouth went dry. Holden’s shirt dangled open, revealing his very fit physique. She’d had a witty retort, but for the life of her, she could not think of what it was. She sucked in a breath as the tanned flesh of his chiseled navel slowly disappeared as his fingers worked to fasten each button.

Look up! she demanded—pleaded with herself.

After a moment, she was finally able to divert her gaze to his face, though with his sexy blue eyes and dimpled smile, she was doomed. He was a very handsome man.

“I brought your boots in,” he said, jutting his chin toward the fireplace. “They should be nice and toasty by now,” he said as he took a step toward her and reached up, pulling something from the cupboard above her. “Would you like to help me collect the eggs?”

She cleared her throat and forced herself to focus on his words.

“Eggs? Yes. I would like that. Very much. Mmhmmm. Yep.”

He laughed. “Are you all right?” he asked as he looked down at her, his brows etched together.

She didn’t trust herself to speak again, so she folded her lips together and simply nodded.

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

She stood there a moment, unsure what he was insinuating.

The boots.

She dodged her way around him, found a seat in the little wooden back chair near the fireplace, and tugged on her warmed boots. She glanced up to see Holden tucking his shirt into his waistband.

She exhaled smartly, then jumped up and met him at the door.

Holden handed her a basket and the new jacket they had picked up for her in town.

“Ready?”

As they approached the pen, he took a few minutes to explain what she needed to do. They had over twenty chickens in the enormous coop and she’d never actually been in one, so she wasn’t sure what to expect.

“Remember, even though the chickens can’t bite, they can peck. And it’ll hurt. So, do your best not to get pecked.” He opened the pen door and walked with her to the coop gate.

“Gee, thanks for that,” she said as she cautiously approached the door.

“After we collect all the eggs, we need to let them out into the pen to roam around.

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