The Lost Sheenan's Bride (Taming of the Sheenans Book 6) by Jane Porter

Author:Jane Porter [Porter, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781944925611
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Published: 2016-07-07T21:00:00+00:00

Jet was usually quite comfortable driving Highway 89. After six weeks of commuting to Emigrant Gulch for the teaching job, she knew the road well. It was just one lane in each direction and traveling south, the Yellowstone River was on her left, a dark glimmer against the patchy snow on the riverbanks.

The sun was trying hard to shine through the heavy clouds that gathered over the Absarokas, and Jet appreciated the effort as she battled a fit of nerves.

Harley would not be happy if she found out about Jet visiting Shane on the Sheenan ranch.

But then, no one in the Sheenan family would be happy.

Jet had never thought of herself as a rebel. Yes, she’d always had a mind of her own, as well as a strong sense of self, but she’d never broken “rules,” she hadn’t ever caused trouble. Even as a teenager she hadn’t been contrary, too intent on excelling in school, too determined to be a success. So Jet didn’t know why she felt so compelled to see Shane. She didn’t like conflict. She didn’t want to stir things up. And yet here she was, heading straight into potential heartache.

Uncomfortable with the direction of her thoughts, and the butterflies in her middle, she forced her attention to the narrow road taking her deeper into the rolling hills. The smaller houses and acre properties lining the river gave way to larger spreads. Rustic signs and cattle guards marked the entrance to different properties. One of them was the entrance to the MacCreadie ranch. Another was the entrance to the Douglas’. And then the Sheenan’s, the big iron “S” dangling from a wooden beam the only indication she’d reached the entrance to their property. She knew from hearing the Sheenans talk the ranch had been in the family for almost a hundred years. The first Sheenan had arrived in Montana in the 1890s but didn’t have the money to buy the current property until the 1920s. It was a big property, too, and the only other family spread that rivaled the size of the Sheenan ranch was the Carrigan’s, owners of the Circle C, the ranch east of the Sheenan place.

Jet followed the dusty dirt road a quarter of a mile until it dead-ended in front of a two-story, log cabin ranch house. A relatively modern tractor was parked just in front of a huge weathered barn. Corrals flanked both sides of the barn.

The house wasn’t particularly inspiring. Constructed of hand-hewn logs, the house looked solid but lacked what a real estate agent would call curb appeal. The front porch was small and narrow, with an equally small overhang to protect one from rain or snow, but the smallness of the porch and the steepness of the brown roof all looked practical rather than charming. Even the trim on the windows and front door were the same shade of brown as the roof. There were no homey touches, but also, no clutter.

Shane opened the front door before she’d even had a chance to knock.

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