Montana Bride by Joan Johnston

Author:Joan Johnston [Johnston, Joan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Erotica, Historical, General, Western
ISBN: 9780345527486
Google: FH2cmwEACAAJ
Amazon: 0345527488
Barnesnoble: 0345527488
Publisher: Dell
Published: 2014-01-07T05:00:00+00:00

After three weeks of sleeping in the same bed as Karl, Hetty knew his nighttime ritual, which should have ended with the two of them cuddled up together or engaged in other intimate activities enjoyed by newlyweds. Except, Hetty had asked for a reprieve until Christmas to get to know Karl, and Karl was holding true to his word, so they were on opposite sides of the bed.

That didn’t mean their nights in the same bed hadn’t been filled with hope on his side, and fraught with trepidation on hers. The palpable tension kept her awake most nights long after Karl had finally dropped off to sleep.

Tonight was different. Hetty felt relaxed and drowsy, even though Karl was still awake. She couldn’t put her finger on exactly what had changed. She only knew that she was no longer quite so terrified of what Karl might do or say if—or when—he discovered she was a virgin. Oh, he was certain to be angry about the deception. But she’d learned some things about Karl Norwood today that had made her believe that, even if he discovered the worst, he might still be able to forgive her.

That reassurance hadn’t come from anything Karl had said or done. It had come from a stack of letters Grace had given her.

Hetty had marched Grace back to the house after she’d found her stepdaughter in the barn with Andy, intending to give her a stern warning about spending time alone with rowdies from the bunkhouse, when Grace had turned to her and said, “I have something I should have given you as soon as you agreed to marry Karl.”

Hetty had stared in confusion at Grace and asked, “What is that?”

Grace had raced to her bedroom and returned to the kitchen breathless and bearing a short stack of envelopes. “Here,” she’d said, handing the papers to Hetty.

“What are these?”

“They’re Karl’s letters to his mail-order bride. The one he thought he was corresponding with in Cheyenne. I’ve put them in the order he wrote them.”

Hetty gaped. “These are private correspondence. I don’t think I should be reading them.”

“They were meant for his bride,” Grace replied. “You’re his bride, Mom. He wanted his wife to know these things about him.” Grace had blushed and added another stack of letters tied with ribbon. “These are copies of my letters to him. I made them for Lucy, so she’d know what I’d written, in case Karl asked, but she never bothered to read them.”

Hetty very much wanted to read Grace’s letters. It would give her a good idea what Karl had thought he was getting in a bride. But they would also reveal Grace’s private thoughts and feelings. Hetty handed back the second stack of letters and said, “It doesn’t matter what hopes and dreams you might have expressed to Karl. I have to look at his letters as though they were addressed to me and think of what I might have answered.”

Grace gave a huge sigh of relief and said,

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