McGavin Brothers 13 - A Cowboy's Holiday by Thompson Vicki Lewis

Author:Thompson, Vicki Lewis [Thompson, Vicki Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Ocean Dance Press
Published: 2018-11-09T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Taryn was committed to the new regime, but she didn’t care to test it quite yet. Thanks to her discussion with Pete, it was officially lunchtime, so she chose to fix them some food and hot tea while he brought in the rest of the wood.

Darkening skies and a wind whipping the branches of the spruce trees out in the front yard prompted her to build a fire. Then she turned on a couple of lamps and the Christmas tree lights.

She set up their meal at the game table instead of the coffee table, though. Not as cozy, and they could see the fire but also keep an eye on the weather through the picture window.

Pete finished bringing in the wood and washed up at the kitchen sink as he always did. Usually she chatted with him while he did that, but today she went into the living room to check the fire.

Maybe tomorrow she’d be better able to share the kitchen with his manly self when he rolled back his sleeves and lathered up. Given another twenty-four hours to recalibrate, she might not notice the golden blond hair sprinkled over his forearms, or the supple motion of his fingers as he worked the suds between them and over the backs of his hands.

“You have a text,” he called from the kitchen.

“Would you please check to see if it’s from Caitlin?” She used the tongs to reposition a log that hadn’t caught. “She promised to send me something by midday.”

“It’s from her. She’s sent you some stills and videos.”

“Great.” Especially since looking at that would give them something to focus on during lunch. Without a distraction, they might eat in uncomfortable silence.

That had never happened before. Topics had always been easy to find. “I’ll get my laptop and we can go through them while we eat.” She retrieved her laptop from the bedroom she’d had remodeled into an office.

“This’ll be exciting.” Pete came into the living room with the aroma of her kitchen soap, a pine-scented one, clinging to his hands and forearms. He hadn’t bothered to roll his sleeves down.

Not as exciting as you, buster. She gave herself a mental slap upside the head. She wasn’t supposed to be evaluating him on her personal excite-o-meter. “I can’t wait to see Crimson Clouds through her eyes.”

“Same here, and I’m glad to report that our decorations are standing up to this wind.”

“That’s good news.”

“That’s why I wanted to wire the heck out of every branch. I’m not ready to feed them to the blizzard gods.”

“Except we’re not having a visit from the blizzard gods. I’m still a little disappointed about that.”

“Stick around this area and you’ll get your blizzard fix sooner or later.” He waited for her to sit down before pulling out a chair. “I’m just as glad it’s not coming in now. A couple of inches will make it look like Christmas and everyone’s holiday lights won’t be knocked out.”

“You want my polite snow?”

“Pretty much.”

She pushed her sandwich plate to one side for the time being, opened her laptop and called up her email.

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