Lula (Cowboys & Debutantes: Historical Book 5) by Kit Morgan

Author:Kit Morgan [Morgan, Kit]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Clean & Wholesome, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Cowboy & Western Romance, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Cowboys & Debutantes Series, Novella Length Story, Short Story's, Multi-Author, Small Town & Rural Area, Beautiful & Feisty
Publisher: Angel Creek Press
Published: 2017-12-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“Miss Stout? Can you hear me?”

Lula’s eyes fluttered open as consciousness returned. “Wha … what happened?”

The voice had a distinct British accent. “I dare say, but you fainted.” A man’s face came into focus, looking down at her.

She realized she must still be on the floor. Bother and/or bollocks. “Snakes.”

The man glanced over his shoulder at Sally. “Snakes? What the devil is she talking about?”

Sally shrugged. “I have no idea. She was fine one minute, then down she went.”

He turned back to Lula. “Can you stand? Or do you need a minute?”

She blinked a few times. “Who are you?”

“Oh, I beg your pardon. Allow me to introduce myself – Harrison Cooke, at your service.” He bowed his head at her and smiled.

She stared at him as embarrassment took over – so this was one of the famous Cooke brothers. Oh dear. He was old enough to be her father, his thick brown hair (a lock of which had fallen into his face) was streaked with gray. But his dark eyes were clear and full of concern. “I’m Lula Stout.”

“Yes, Sally made me aware. Do you need help standing?”

“Thank you,” she said, taking his offered hand.

Mr. Cooke pulled her to her feet. “Well, now that introductions are out of the way, I hope you don’t mind if I head to the blacksmith’s and inform you future father in-law of your condition. Chase will want to let Baxter know. Too bad about his ankle, but the boy’s been through worse.”

“Condition?” she said with alarm, ignoring the rest of his words. “I’m quite fine. It’s just that Sally and I were speaking about … um …”

“What’s this about snakes, honey?” Sally interrupted. “I didn’t even mention snakes, but you’re white as sheet.”

Lula picked at her skirt as her cheeks flamed. “But you did say I would be sleeping outside, and that means …” She stopped and fanned herself with her hand. “I’m a true daughter of Eve in that respect,” she added with a shudder.

“Ah, I think I understand,” Mr. Cooke said in sympathy. “For my cousin Penelope, it’s spiders.” He turned to Sally. “Why on Earth would you tell this poor child she’d have to sleep outside? Just what were you two talking about?”

“I was just telling her how Baxter will have to figure out sleeping arrangements once Ephraim comes home from school. You know they only got so many rooms in that house.”

“Ahhh,” Mr. Cooke said. “Quite right.” He saw Lula’s knees wobble, quickly took her elbow and steered her into the chair. “Best you sit, my dear.”

She did, thankful she didn’t miss the chair altogether and land on her derriere. “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I must be tired.”

“Well, of course you are, honey – you came all this way and barely had a chance to stop,” Sally observed. “I’ll take you up to your room where you can rest a spell. I can bring a tray of supper up later if you’d like.”

Lula nodded.

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