The Cowboy's Autumn Fall by Shanna Hatfield

Author:Shanna Hatfield
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2012-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“If you're gonna fall apart,

do it in your own bedroom.”

Margot Kidder

“I love you, Brice,” Bailey heard herself say. How had the words escaped her lips? Then she realized she was dreaming, and in her dreams she could say and do all the things she was afraid of facing in reality.

In her dreams, she could share her heart with Brice, tell him how much she had come to love him, even if it seemed crazy. Bailey had never been in love before. Never wanted to be in love. Despite the short time she had known Brice, she knew what they felt for each other was something very special.

That’s why it frightened her beyond reason.

The more time she spent with Brice, the easier it was to brush aside her all-consuming focus on work and let her thoughts float over things like love, marriage, a future with Brice, and starting their own family.

Thinking her work made her happy and fulfilled, in the past month she had come to realize her work was just that - work. Oh, she loved it, enjoyed it, thrived on it. But not as much as she loved being with Brice. Not as much as she enjoyed the banter they shared. Not as much as she thrived on his touch, his laugh, his teasing smile meant just for her.

Being with Brice made her deliriously happy and was the one place she felt at home, at peace, like she belonged. Which is why she had to fight it.

When the day came she had to choose between Brice and her career, and Bailey knew it would come, she didn’t want to see the look of hurt on Brice’s face when she chose her work over him.

It was the way things had to be. There just wasn’t room in her life for both love and work. She couldn’t be consumed with one and leave the other dangling. It was all or nothing for Bailey and the longer she spent getting to know Brice, the more she realized he would get her all and her work would end up with nothing.

Thinking about losing Brice made her heart hurt more than her pounding head. Remembering her headache and Brice’s sweet and attentive care made Bailey even more distraught. How was she ever going to be able to tell that handsome, teasing cowboy goodbye? Especially when he was always going to hold a very big piece of her heart in his strong, calloused hands.

Tears escaped around her closed eyes and Bailey didn’t even try to stifle the sob that rose in her throat.

She gasped in surprise, though, when she felt rough thumbs brushing away her tears and a soft, deep voice speak near her ear.

“What’s wrong, sugar?” Brice asked, wondering if Bailey’s headache was worse. Her color was better and the brackets of pain around her eyes and mouth had gone away. She’d been peacefully sleeping until a few minutes ago when she started acting agitated then he saw the tears on her cheeks. Crying in her sleep couldn’t be a good sign.

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