Teacher's Troublemaker (Culpepper Cowboys Book 4) by Merry Farmer & Culpepper Cowboys

Author:Merry Farmer & Culpepper Cowboys [Farmer, Merry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

6

As badly as Chastity wanted to play Hide the Sausage with Chris, it was becoming painfully apparent that, for the time being at least, she needed to put her energy into some other endeavor or there would be blood. It was time to be Zen about the horizontal hokey-pokey…or at least to give Chris a chance to heal. So Chastity turned her focus to the other battle on her hands.

“I’m just glad that I had so much yarn left over from a bunch of other projects,” she told Chris a few days later as she lifted a trash bag full of colorful skeins out of the back of his truck.

Chris hoisted his schoolbag higher on his shoulder and reached for the box that contained parts for the galaxy dioramas he planned to have his students make after they took a test that afternoon. “I’m glad because Hope let you out of daycare duty twice in one week.”

Chastity sent him a wicked grin over the truck bed. “Yeah, well, as soon as I explained Denise and Myrna and the shocking lack of knitting, she took my side.”

“Always a good idea to take your side,” Chris said as the two of them carried their various loads up to the front of the truck and on to the salon. “I have way too much first-hand experience of what happens to anyone who gets in your way.”

A hot blush formed on Chastity’s face. “I swear, none of that was on purpose. I’m hurting myself more than I’m hurting you.”

Chris barked a laugh. “Wanna bet?”

“Do you have any idea how horny I am?” Chastity answered. “Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to let all that horniness build up with no release?”

“Yes. Yes, I do.”

Their conversation was forced to stop as Destiny ran to the salon door to hold it open for them.

“Cool. Look at all that stuff,” she said, craning her neck to peek in Chris’s box. “What are we going to make, Mr. Culpepper?”

“Galaxies,” Chris answered with a wink.

“So what’s in the trash bag?”

“Ah, this is for your grandma,” Chastity said.

Myrna was in the front of the salon for a change, chatting with three other gray-haired ladies who looked like they were waiting to have their hair put up in rollers. She glanced up as Chastity made a bee-line straight for them.

“Mrs. Culpepper, welcome back.” With a big smile, Myrna pushed herself to stand. She shot a quick look to Denise, who was giving a middle-aged man a clipper cut. Denise watched them through the mirror, her eyes narrowed and her fuchsia lips pressed in a tight line. “What do you have there, dear?”

“Yarn,” Chastity announced as if declaring she had a winning lottery ticket.

She nodded to Chris—who continued on to the back hall and the classroom with Destiny at his side—then set the trash bag of yarn on the floor and opened the top. Myrna gasped, and her three friends oohed and aahed. They reached in and took out a few bright, soft skeins.

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