No Strings Attached [Climax, Montana 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Reece Butler

Author:Reece Butler
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2014-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Lila furiously jabbed the ten minute reset button on the fire alarm before it went off. She opened the side door, marched down the steps and tossed what was left of her blueberry muffins, pan included, on the ground. She wasn’t sure even the pigs would eat the nasty remains. Winter was over, so she couldn’t even freeze them and use them for ball hockey.

She pulled off an oven mitt to wipe her eyes. From the smoke, of course.

“Dammit! This was supposed to work perfectly!”

One of Lance’s ravens swooped over to investigate the food. It suddenly veered up and away, landing on the roof, upwind. It tilted its head at her accusingly.

“Yes, I know they stink,” she told it. “And yes, I know Aunt Marci is a fabulous cook. She probably makes you special bird cookies. Well, I’m not a wonderful homemaker like my aunt.” She slumped, retracing her steps. “I’m also not a doctor like my mom, or an engineer like Daddy. Papa can read the land and the animals without even thinking. I’m not ever going to be as good as him.”

Was there anything she could do right? She’d learned she was great at having, and providing, orgasms, but that wasn’t going to last past the end of the month.

The first morning she was in charge she’d forgotten it was up to her to cook breakfast. A brand new hand had to remind her of the long-standing Tanner’s Ford tradition. Aunt Marci told Jet and Houston that she could cook, and now they’d think it was a lie. She’d put the muffins in the oven just before Uncle Keith, who never lost his temper, had roared and pounded on her door. She’d rushed to open it, ready to yell at him like a teenager, until Jet took over and backed him down. That made her so mad she’d totally forgotten to set the timer.

Burning muffins was just another example of her trying to do something right and screwing up when she got side-tracked. Why did she do that all the time? Why couldn’t she be like her brothers, always knowing the right thing to do? The rare times they didn’t, they waited and thought things out before making a decision. She, on the other hand, would leap into action trying to prove she was helpful and knew what she was doing.

All it did was make her look like a loser. Again.

Her feet dragged as she walked inside. She’d wanted to impress Houston and Jet, and she’d blown it. She slammed her oven mitts on the counter. No matter what she did, she couldn’t make this go away. She’d made herself look like a fool and now they’d treat her like one.

She wearily cranked open the front window. Wind blew in the open back door and out the window. She glanced around.

“Good. Everyone else is gone but Uncle Lance, and he won’t tell anyone.”

The front door was next. She hated to face Jet and Houston, but she needed to air the place out.

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