The January Cove Series: Books 6-8 by Hanna Rachel

Author:Hanna, Rachel [Hanna, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2016-08-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“Dang it. I dropped my keys back there somewhere. Do you mind grabbing us a couple of coffees while I go look for them?” Brett asked. Paige looked at him inquisitively, but decided she wanted some coffee too.

“Sure. But I’m buying,” she said, turning before he could argue. She glanced back, but he was already gone, and then made her way to a small coffee shop next to the restaurant.

A few minutes later, she had two coffees in hand - well, actually one coffee and one sugar-laden latte for herself - and stood by the truck. When Brett appeared, he was hiding something behind his back.

“What are you up to?” she asked with a smile. He had a terrible poker face.

“Don’t get mad.” He pulled a brown shopping bag from behind his legs with The Tannery written on the side in Wild West lettering.

“Brett,” she warned.

“Let me explain…”

“Why did you buy the boots? I don’t need you to feel sorry for me. I thought you understood…”

“Paige. Please. Listen.”

“I’m listening,” she said, putting the coffee on the hood and crossing her arms. When the cups started sliding, Brett dropped the bag and grabbed them both.

“You’re my friend and my employee. I asked you to come help me at the ranch for a few days, and you should be paid for that time.”

“I don’t make four-hundred dollars a weekend at the store, plus you’re already paying me, Brett. Try again.”

“Okay, fine. You need boots on a farm. I don’t want to be responsible for messing up your spiffy sneakers there.”

She tried not to smile, but she couldn’t help it. “You hate my sneakers.”

“I never said that.”

“You didn’t have to. And again, I appreciate the thought, but I can’t take these.” She lifted the bag and held it out to him.

“Sorry. I lost the receipt. And they’re non-refundable. And if I go back in there, they threatened to shoot me. Do you really want to be responsible for that?” He plastered on a fake, toothless grin.

“Why are you doing this?” she asked softly. “I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad for me. I’m not that person.”

He put the coffees on the curb and walked closer to her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, like a prisoner trying to get out of a cage.

“I know what kind of person you are, Paige. You’re the kind of person who will put herself in harm’s way for an old woman, even if it means tasering a stranger. You’re the kind of person who will stand up to a rich woman no matter how much money she offers because you love her son. You’re the kind of person who will listen and truly help someone who is dealing with an Alzheimer’s diagnosis in their family. You’re the kind of person I want to aspire to be. You’re also the kind of person who deserves for someone to do something nice for her, and I’d selfishly like to be that person.”

She stared up at him for a moment and then hugged the shopping bag close to her.

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