Linda Castle by Heart of the Lawman

Author:Heart of the Lawman [Lawman, Heart of the]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“Hurry, Mama,” Rachel said over her shoulder.

An hour later Marydyth was struggling to keep up with her energetic daughter. Flynn was there, staying protectively near but far enough away for Marydyth to get to know Rachel.

It was one more thing she felt beholden to him for. It would take time to win her daughter’s love and trust completely but today was a good start.

And she owed a big debt to Flynn for the help he had given her. She realized today that he was not heartless. He had helped her when she silently begged him to keep quiet about the humiliation of J.C.’s will-and he had somehow sensed her panic and transferred some of his stubborn strength to her by no more than a touch and a smile. Something strange had happened to her heartbeat when he looked at her with those hard, agate eyes.

They caught up to Rachel and each grabbed one of her hands. Marydyth was glad that Rachel walked in the middle, because even at this distance she could have sworn she felt the sparking heat between her and Flynn.

“Looky, Mama, Unca Flynn got that thumper for the town,” Rachel said happily.

Marydyth looked up at the whitewashed building with double doors like a stable. Inside was a shiny brass and red-painted contraption with knobs and hoses protruding from it.

“What did you call it?” she asked Rachel with a smile tickling her lips.

“A thumper.you know, to put out fires.” Rachel skipped along, jerking at the ends of their hands.

“She means pumper.” Flynn grinned over at Marydyth. “Rachel, honey, it’s pumper,” Flynn gently corrected. Marydyth had the notion it was not the first time.

“That’s what I said.a thumper. And you got it for me to be safe.”

Marydyth looked at Flynn and frowned. “What does she mean?”

A light stain of color crept up his neck from beneath the collar of his shirt. “There were some fires in Tombstone.a couple of children died.” He cleared his throat.

“I-I just thought Hollenbeck Corners needed one.”

Something like slow honey from a jar poured through Marydyth’s middle. Flynn O’Bannion had sides she had never imagined. A hot lump lodged in her throat.

“Thank you, Flynn,” she said.

He didn’t even look at her but the sound of her voice rubbed over his hide like velvet. His belly contracted and tugged in a way that made him want to squirm. When he finally did glance over at Marydyth, her jagged curls were bouncing beneath the brim of her hat each time Rachel skipped.

Either I’m going crazy or she is getting prettier.

He shook himself. This was a bad sign—a real bad sign. First he kissed her for some damn fool reason he couldn’t begin to understand and now he was noticing things about her. Like the way her clothes seemed to fit her better, or the way the skin at the corners of those lovely turquoise eyes crinkled when she smiled at Rachel.

Yep, this was a very bad sign.

Most of the crowd was at the picnic grounds listening to the mayor’s speech, but when they turned the corner by Fir Street a small group was gathered.

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