The Baby and the Cowboy SEAL (Cowboy SEALs 2) by Laura Marie Altom

Author:Laura Marie Altom [Altom, Laura Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Navy SEALs, Military, Cowboy, Contemporary, Romance, Fiction, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Western, Family Life, Navy, Paramilitary, Montana Ranch, Second Chance, PTSD, War, Broken Man, Childhood Friend, Single Mother, Bitter Stranger, Lifeline, Healing, Friendship
Goodreads: 25897376
Publisher: Harlequin American Romance
Published: 2016-01-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“Woman—” Wiley released her to keep right on walking “—stop talking crazy and get moving. Otherwise, we’ll never get this menagerie back to the cabin by sunset.”

“Whatever. I still say you’re chicken.” Macy could razz Wiley all she wanted, but deep down, she was the one who’d been curious all these years.

“I say your sassy mouth shouldn’t be writing checks your body can’t cash.”

“Whoa—do you mean can’t or won’t? There’s a big difference.” He’d picked up the pace, and she had a devil of a time keeping up. His meds must be working overtime. “In your case, I think we’d be dealing with the latter.”

He answered with an indecipherable grunt.

It was another thirty minutes before they reached the corner where their grandparents’ shared property boundary ended, and national forest land began.

“Let’s call it a day,” she suggested. “We’ll start here when we have more time.”

“Agreed. Besides, I doubt even Charlie would make it this far from the pasture.”

It took another hour to reach Macy’s cabin, and Henry cried the whole way.

Charlie spit at Wiley as he passed.

The lady llamas ignored them to keep right on grazing. Because of the shape of their grandparents’ land parcels, their pastures ran side by side.

As if curious about the commotion, Lulu stood near her side of the fence.

“What’s wrong with Henry?” Wiley called above the wails.

“My guess is that he’s tired and has spent far too long in his carrier. Let me get all of us fed, and then we can walk back to your place for my truck.”

“I’ll get it.” He shrugged off his pack. “Give me your keys, and take the dog.”

“Are you sure?” She took Blinkie out for a cuddle. “This adventure has to have been rough on your leg, and it’s past time for your second round of meds.”

With a jangle of her keys in the otherwise still night air, he waved off her concern. “I’ll take it when I get back.”

Once he’d gone, she set Blinkie on the porch, then took off Henry’s carrier. He was still huffy and his poor eyes were red-rimmed and shiny with tears.

“I’m sorry.” She carried him inside, holding open the door for the dog to follow.

Blinkie remembered where she’d set his water dish and took a good, long drink.

She deposited Charlie in his high chair, wet a rag at the sink to wash his chubby hands and face, then handed him a teething biscuit and the dog some plain yogurt.

Now, what should she make for the grown-ups?

After perusing her pantry, she settled on mac and cheese and salads. There was some venison sausage her dad made in the freezer, so she popped that in the microwave to thaw, then fed Henry pureed pears, pork and green beans. Tonight’s grown-up dinner might be too tough on his tummy. Some table foods made him irritable, so she’d been holding back until his nine-month wellness check, which was only a week away.

By the time truck headlights reflected in the kitchen window, dinner was done.

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