Shelter Me Home by T. S. Joyce

Shelter Me Home by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Adult, Erotic Romance Fiction
Goodreads: 24751975
Publisher: T.S. Joyce
Published: 2015-01-28T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twelve

Erin’s threat had been hollow. By three in the afternoon, she’d escaped the homestead with Aanon at the wheel and Dodge clutching his rock in the back seat of the Chevy. Fresh air, bugs, and the smell of cattle weren’t for everyone.

Determined not to be anywhere in the area when Aanon returned home, she cut the log she’d hauled in and set out for town to beg a shift at Briney’s.

“Weather will be here soon,” Briney muttered ominously as she washed her hands in the sink near his office.

A flutter of worry hummed against her innards. Not for herself, but for Aanon’s long trip home. Hopefully he’d make it back before Briney’s weather prediction came to fruition. Stupid. Aanon didn’t need her worrying about him. That was Erin’s job.

Dinnertime would be a solemn affair around Briney’s if he hadn’t the ingenious foresight to offer bar food and sandwiches. Instead of being a ghost bar, customers trickled in if the diner down the street was full, or if they had a hankering for mixed drinks to wash their meals down with.

An hour into her shift, Ben waved as he came through the door and took a seat at the two-top table in the corner.

“Go on and take his order. I’ll tend the bar. The man’s been pestering me about when your next shift is for a couple of days now.”

“What does he want?” she asked, wiping her hands on a folded apron tied to her lap.

Briney’s mustache twitched. “Do I look like a gol-derned psychic to you?”

With a heavy sigh, she lifted the counter hatch and smiled at Ben. “What’ll you have?”

“I didn’t really come here to eat.” He lowered his voice. “I need to talk to you. When do you get off? We could catch a late meal at the diner.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not?” he asked.

“Because,” she whispered, pointing to her belly. “I’m not in the best position to be dating anyone right now.”

“Oh. Well I wasn’t asking you out on a date. But if I was, dating someone is probably exactly what you need to be doing right now. Someone other than Aanon.”

With a frown at Briney, who was busy making drinks for a couple who’d just sat at the counter, she sank into the chair across from Ben and leaned forward. “What in the actual hell are you talking about?”

“You’ve made an enemy, Farrah, and one you don’t want. And trust me when I say, you don’t want any part of a feud with this one. Erin called me.”

“About what?”

“She asked me where your mom lived.”

Her mouth went so dry she had to swallow twice before she could answer. “Did you tell her?”

“Hell yes, I told her! She’s scary as a graveyard. Have you met the woman?”

“Dammit,” she whispered, leaning back into the chair to stare out the window.

“I came up here a couple of times to see if you were working so I could give you a heads up, but you weren’t in.



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