Mountain Man's Mail Order Bride by Kelsey King

Author:Kelsey King [King, Kelsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-18T16:00:00+00:00

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Sophia

There’s only so much to do in Hunter's house before I start to feel like I'm trapped in some kind of eternal waiting room. I remember when my mother was alive, talking about how nice it would be to have endless free time, not to have to work or worry about bills.

Now I know the truth. Endless free time is exceptionally boring, and there are only so many books I can read, so many videos I can watch, so many miles on the treadmill I can walk, and only so many times I can try to make up silly chores to do in Hunter's already well-kept house.

Even Cocoa can only run back and forth with the branch so many times before she collapses at my feet, panting and looking up at me like she wants me to know she'll catch the branch if I throw it, but she'd really prefer I just forgot about the game altogether.

It's quiet, both in the house and in the woods. I never realized how noisy a city is—the cars, the horns, the chatter of people—until all those sounds suddenly fall away. There are birds here, of course, and chattering squirrels, but even the larger animals—the deer and, apparently, the moose—drift through the woods making hardly a sound.

I have lots of time to consider whether I regret coming here, and I decide that I don't. I like Hunter, and that kiss in the woods still haunts me, like a promise of what might be. He's kind and gentle and very respectful, and at mealtimes and in the evenings when he's finished with work, we sit for hours, talking about nothing in particular. It's comfortable. Lovely, in fact. I find myself hoping that there's more to it than friendship, on both of our parts, though he hasn't done anything to encourage me to think that since that day in the woods.

I try not to think about the fact that we only have two and a half weeks left to decide.

To distract from these thoughts, I decide that it's worth learning to drive Hunter's truck down the bumpy dirt road just to have a daily excursion to the mailbox to take care of. I load Cocoa into the truck and down the road we go—I'm still driving slower than Hunter drives, and Cocoa lies on the floor the entire time, but at least it's narrow enough that I don't have to worry about driving on the wrong side of the road.

The wrong side of the car is confusing enough.

Today in the mail, Cocoa and I find two dog toys I ordered last week—Hunter seems happy to let me buy whatever I want, but I have demanded that he give me a budget to adhere to because I don't ever want to overstep. So far most of the things I've bought have either been books to read or little things for the house, but Cocoa has been such excellent company that I thought she deserved a treat.

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