Silver Creek by Snodgrass G. L

Author:Snodgrass, G. L. [Snodgrass, G. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B08PF27CP3
Goodreads: 56468189
Published: 2020-12-29T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Rebecca continued to pace while she waited for Helen to finish preparing Luke’s steak. Her heart ached from the worry. They had shot at him only hours ago. Why didn’t someone do something? He was holed up in that place all alone. Treed like a cougar trapped by hounds

“Here you go,” Helen said as she held out two plates loaded with food. “I still think you should let me take them over.”

Rebecca shook her head. “They won’t shoot me. Not now. It wouldn’t get them their brother.”

“I don’t know,” Helen said with a doubting look.

“I’m taking them. He’s my responsibility.”

Helen’s eyebrows rose. “You sure? I mean, it’s only been a few days. You two?”

Rebecca laughed. “it’s been a lifetime. I was sure when I was eight-years-old.”

“Oh honey,” Helen said with a deep concern. “You don’t know how this is going to turn out. He’s put himself in a tight spot. He’s all alone. I don’t want you getting hurt. Not again.”

A gut-wrenching fear filled Rebecca once again, the thought was never far away that she might lose Luke. But she couldn’t change the way she felt. Shrugging, she left her friend and made her way across the street. As she walked, she glanced both ways to confirm that the sentries were still stationed outside the hotel and livery stations. Those at the far end of the road had disappeared though. Probably off to get something to eat.

Would it be like this for the next week?

When she reached the door of the jail, she started to open it then froze before going in. “Luke, it’s me,” she called out.

“All right,” he said from inside.

Rebecca took a deep breath and wished she had a hand free to check that her hair was still in place. Don’t be ridiculous, she told herself. The man was hungry, he didn’t care if a wisp of her hair had broken free.

When she stepped inside, she sighed with relief to see him coming from around his desk. She smiled to herself. It seemed that no matter the danger, her stomach still fluttered every time she saw him.

“This is Felton’s medium steak,” she said as she indicated the plate in her right hand for the prisoner in the back. “Helen said that any man who wanted his steak cooked that way couldn’t be trusted.”

Luke nodded as he relieved her of both plates and turned to take one back to Felton in his cell. When he returned, he stopped for a moment as he studied her with the eyes of a wolf, lustful and full of need.

She felt her body flush with excited embarrassment. The two of them stood there, both of them silently sending a dozen messages back and forth.

There was so much she wanted to talk to him about. Their future? What he thought of her? How many children did he want?

Her tongue however refused to work. It was as if she was terrified of opening a subject that might push him away. Or worse, it might be tempting fate to talk about something that could be taken from them.

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