The Cattleman's Christmas Bride (Wells Cattle Company Book 2) by Pam Crooks

Author:Pam Crooks [Crooks, Pam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novella Short Story, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Victorian Era, 19th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Frontier-Pioneer Era, Cowboy & Western Romance, Hearts Desire, American West, Clean & Wholesome, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Beautiful & Feisty, Wells Cattle Company Series, Montana Territory, Animals-Horses & Cattle, Christmas Holidays & Celebration, Christmas Time, Holiday Whimsy, Festive Season, Snowy Winter Weather
Publisher: Pam Crooks
Published: 2018-10-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

The morning dawned calm, clear and eye-watering cold. The snow had moved on, leaving drifts so white, so incredibly pure that Allethaire could’ve stood on the cabin’s front step and just soaked the sight of them in, for hours on end.

But of everything, it was the peace that struck her most. The serenity. She’d never felt the beauty of Montana the way she felt it now. Quiet, rustic and proud. And so very different than the constant bustle of Minneapolis.

Perhaps the serenity had something to do with her own. After sharing her troubles with Mikolas--Mick, she corrected--she didn’t feel as alone anymore. Not nearly as afraid. She’d never expected his loyalty and strength, but he gave both freely, with fierce resolve to make everything right again, using any means within his power.

And oh, those kisses. Her fingers lifted to her lips, and she relived the feel of his hard mouth on hers. His hunger had been tightly-leashed. Barely under control. Mick Vasco was a breath-stealing specimen of masculinity, corded muscle and darkly rugged looks, and what woman could resist him?

She almost hadn’t.

She didn’t want to think of what would have happened if he hadn’t pulled away, giving them the restraint they both needed. She couldn’t let herself be involved with a man like Mick, who was deeply rooted here in Montana. Besides, why would he want a woman with a future as bleak and uncertain as hers? A woman on the run from her problems?

Big problems.

“Ready to head out, Allie?”

Her thoughts scattered, re-grouped and centered over him. She had to admit she liked how he’d taken it upon himself to shorten her given name, just because he preferred it. As if he had every right. She liked how he said it, too. Easily. Smoothly. Making her feel less pretentious. Less compelled to put on airs. And funny how ‘Allie’ helped lighten the burden that came with bearing her father’s name--and became more her own.

Her gaze stayed on Mick while he approached. With his Stetson pulled low against the brilliance of the snow, he led the palomino hitched to a sleigh. Earlier, while she cleaned up after breakfast, he’d swept a path across the small yard, and he halted at the end of it.

“I’ll get the blankets,” she said.

She hurried inside toward the woolen pair folded in front of the fireplace. The flames were already banked but still contained enough heat in the embers to warm the coverings for the ride out to the Wells ranch. Bending, she scooped them up and turned to head back outside, but her glance snagged on the bunks lining the wall.

Her belly fluttered. Last night, she’d taken the bottom one, Mick the top. Both of them had spent their share of time tossing and turning with the memory of their kisses heavy on their minds. Mick had been as aware of her nearness as she’d been of his, and with a certain amount of female satisfaction, it pleased her that she was the reason for his restlessness.

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