Runaway Bride by Mary Connealy

Runaway Bride by Mary Connealy

Author:Mary Connealy [Connealy, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC042030, FIC042040, FIC027050
ISBN: 9781441228949
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2016-03-09T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten

Carrie couldn’t take her eyes off Big John. He’d saved her! He’d thrown his body between her and a bullet. He’d held those men at bay with his friends.

She met him in the middle of the dirt-packed street, reached out, and took his hand. Gently, hoping not to hurt him. “I thank you and all your friends.” But she didn’t look around to find his friends and include them in her thanks. She was too fascinated by John.

Vince came down off the steps by the jail. “More men will be comin’ and they’ll be a lot tougher than these polecats.”

Gasping, Carrie said, “More are coming?” But of course there were. Kearse himself would come if he had to.

John gripped her hand. “I’m sorry, but at least we’ve thinned the herd, and we have time to plan for Kearse.”

“Not much time,” Vince said. “I know how men like Kearse think. He’s on his way with reinforcements.”

Vince reached John’s side, smiled at Carrie, and very deliberately looked down at their intertwined fingers. “For heaven’s sake, just get married and save us all a lot of trouble.” Then he walked away, not giving them a chance to respond.

Carrie was really starting to be irritated by John’s bossy friend. “Your friend is a bit much.” She didn’t even try to keep her voice down.

“That’s the pure truth,” John said, threading her hand through his arm as he turned her back toward the diner. “But he saved my life a time or two in Andersonville and kept Luke and Jonas from starving to death there, most likely by starving himself. And he took a bullet in the head fighting for Luke’s ranch, so we let him get away with most everything.”

Startled, Carrie said, “He looks pretty good for a man who’s been shot in the head.”

Frowning, John said, “He’s also married.”

Carrie caught his jealous tone. It awakened some womanly side of her that had been sleeping all her life. A side of her that went deeper than a kiss, and the kiss had gone mighty deep.

She smiled and wondered at the nervous look on John’s face.

She squeezed his arm—the one that hadn’t been shot in saving her life—and walked with him to the telegraph office.



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