THE TEXAS WILDCATTER'S BABY by CATHY GILLEN THACKER

Author:CATHY GILLEN THACKER, [THACKER,, CATHY GILLEN]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-02-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Ginger was still thinking about the conversation she’d had with the Boernes as she drove back to the Red Sage.

Rand’s pickup was gone. So was her mother’s sedan. Glad to have a moment alone, she parked and went inside.

The living area of the cottage was pretty much as she’d left it, with unfinished laundry everywhere. The refrigerator, freezer and cupboards were different, however. They were packed with homemade varieties of all her favorite foods. And some of what she now knew were Rand’s, as well.

Tears of gratitude blurring her eyes, Ginger reached for her phone. She called her mom to thank her, and this time it was she who got no answer.

She grabbed a couple granola bars and drank a glass of milk. She knew she should start folding and putting away her portion of the laundry, but instead headed right back to bed, shucking her too tight blue jeans as she went.

She climbed beneath the covers, telling herself she’d just rest for a few minutes. The next thing she knew she was waking from one of the soundest, most gratifying slumbers of her life. It was dark outside. Rand was in the living room, sitting on the love seat. But that wasn’t the only thing that was different, she noticed as she struggled to sit up. Not by a long shot.

Still yawning and rubbing her eyes, she walked out to join him. Shirttail out, boots off, he looked relaxed and casual.

Noting how the soft blue of his shirt brought out the darker blue of his eyes, she asked, “What time is it?”

He looked at his watch. “Nine o’clock.”

That meant she’d been asleep nine hours.

Seeming to realize where her thoughts were going, he patted the seat beside him and said gently, “You were tired.”

She certainly must have been. Realizing she was clad in nothing but his shirt—which came to mid-thigh—the unbuttoned vest, and a pair of boot socks, she sat beside him on the small two-cushion sofa and continued to look around at the unusually neat and orderly space. They’d been married for weeks now, and being here with him like this was still a pleasurable assault to her system. “Did you do all this?”

His mouth quirked. “Your mother folded, ironed and organized all our laundry. I assembled the shelving system she insisted we needed. And then we both put everything away.”

Ginger blinked in amazement. How was it that he worked so well with her mother while she and Cordelia could barely have a civil conversation these days? “While I was sleeping.”

Rand shrugged, as if it was no big deal. His glance fell to her bare thigh, then returned to her eyes. “Your mom knows how to be quiet, as do I.”

Her skin tingling where his glance had been, she rose gracefully and walked back into the bedroom. She switched on a light and studied the contents of the closet. It looked the way Ginger’s closet had when she was growing up, and her mom had still been in charge of Ginger’s life, a fact that was simultaneously comforting and disturbing.

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