The Cowboy's Little Girl by Kat Brookes

Author:Kat Brookes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-04-09T13:16:41+00:00

Chapter Seven

Sunday morning arrived, bringing with it a cloudless sky and the cheerful chirping of birds outside the bedroom window. The sound was soothing. Or had been before a loud rumbling along the drive outside put an end to the birds’ sweet melodies.

Autumn stepped over to the bedroom window. Lifting the curtains aside, she watched as a large motor home bounced up and down and to and fro as it made its way up Tucker’s somewhat uneven drive, leaving a trail of rising dust in its wake.

“Is it a train?” Blue asked from where she sat on the bed awaiting help with her tennis shoes.

“No, sweetie, it’s not a train,” she said as she stood peering outside.

“It sounds like one,” her niece noted.

The oversize vehicle came to an abrupt stop in front of Tucker’s house. “A train has to have tracks to travel on,” Autumn explained somewhat distractedly, her gaze fixed on the goings-on outside. A man who looked to be in his mid- to late fifties leaped from the driver’s side of the RV and raced around to open the passenger door, helping a slender auburn-haired woman down.

The woman, who looked to be slightly younger than the man assisting her, reached up to fuss with her short auburn curls as she looked anxiously toward the house. Then she slid her purse onto her arm, shoving the strap up over her shoulder, never missing a step as she hurried toward the house. The man kept pace beside her, looking every bit as anxious as she did.

He leaned in to say something to her and the woman nodded, slipping her arm through his as if for support.

Behind Autumn, Blue inquired with more persistence, “Was it thunder?”

She shook her head, her stomach twisting in a knot. Not thunder, but it could end up becoming an emotional thunderstorm. From the urgency in which the motor home had pulled in, and the anxious looks on the couples’ faces, she had to assume Tucker had finally made that call to his parents.

No sooner had that thought crossed her mind than the barn door flew open and Tucker came striding out, his urgent, lengthy strides quickly eating up the distance between himself and his parents.

“No, sweetie,” Autumn answered as she let the ruffled curtains fall back into place. Turning from the window, she crossed the room and hurried to buckle Blue’s shiny black patent leather shoes. Thankfully, they were both dressed and ready for that morning’s church service. It appeared her niece was about to make a very important first impression. “I believe we’re about to have some very special company.”

“Who is it?” Blue said, scooting off the foot of the bed where she’d been perched.

“I think I’ll let your daddy introduce you.” It was only right. With one last glance in the mirror to make certain she looked properly presentable to be meeting Tucker’s parents, Autumn held out her hand to her niece. “Ready?”

Blue nodded. “Ready.”

They made their way out of the guest room and down the hall just as the front door swung open and Tucker’s momma stepped inside.

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