The Tenderfoot Bride by Cheryl St. John

Author:Cheryl St. John
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Historical, General
ISBN: 9781426887468
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-12-26T22:00:00+00:00

Midmorning the following day, Will Tucker carried boards and tools through the kitchen and down the hall. At the sound of hammering, Linnea and Aggie exchanged a look. Half an hour later, he stopped for a cup of coffee and a slice of warm applesauce cake, wished the women a good day and disappeared out-of-doors.

Linnea hurried back to the end of the hall and peered around. Nothing looked out of the ordinary in Aggie's room, and hers appeared untouched, but the scent of fresh wood kept her searching. Puzzled, she had turned to leave when she spotted the board affixed to the wall beside the door.

He had installed a wooden bar that, once the door was closed, could be dropped into place in two brackets on either side and thus prevent the door from opening. He'd provided her with a sturdy barrier against an intruder.

She experienced a thread of embarrassment. He knew her nightly practice of barricading her door. What had he thought? Slowly a glowing warmth spread through her at the realization that her safety and her peace of mind were important to him. Because he knew she would feel safer with a lock, he had provided one.

It was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for her. As kind and meaningful as Cimarron teaching her to read. As helpful as Aggie giving her aprons and recipes. As generous as Corinne Dumont giving her a bed in her lovely home while arrangements for Linnea's trip were made.

Linnea made her way back to the kitchen with a euphoric lift to her step. Ever since she'd responded to that ad in the Saint Louis newspaper, people had done nice things for her. That had a been a turning point in her life.

"What did he do back there?" Aggie asked.

"Fixed the lock on my door," she replied. My door. The door certainly didn't belong to her, and neither did the room, but she felt a certain possessiveness toward that long narrow sleeping space now.

'"Bout time," Aggie commented.

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