The Treasure by Beth Williamson

Author:Beth Williamson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Western Historical Romance Erotic
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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The twins’ birthday party was coming to an end. The younger children had already been put down for a nap. Nicky and Rebecca had gone to take a snooze with their little ones. Hope, Logan, little Rebecca and Melody were playing on the floor in the living room with Bonita and Ethan.

Lily helped Francesca clean up the kitchen. John sat at the table drinking coffee and nibbling on the last piece of cake.

“It was a good party, wasn’t it, Fran?”

“Yes, it was. The twins loved their train whistles. Jack is so talented with wood.”

Lily agreed. Jack made the table and chairs in the kitchen, as well as the rocking chair and half the furniture in the house. He wasn’t only talented, he was gifted. Lily hoped to ask him to make something special for Melody but the time had gotten away from her. They were leaving in the morning to return to the Double R.

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Before she could stop herself, the plate she was drying slipped out of her hands. Expecting a crash, she was surprised when it bounced instead.

“Tin plates,” said Francesca as she bent to pick it up with her soapy hands. “Learned a long time ago to always use tin plates when there’s children around.”

Absurdly grateful for not being responsible for breaking yet another plate, Lily smiled. “Or a clumsy governess.”

Francesca waved her hand, a few soapy bubbles flipping back and landing on John’s shoulder. “That’s not a problem, cheri.”

“Thank you,” Lily murmured.

It was hard to believe a family was that accepting, but here they were right in front of her. The fear in her heart eased a bit, but not much. Ray still had not spoken to her since the night before. Her body remembered his hands, his mouth, his tongue and she shivered every time a memory surfaced.

As if she’d conjured him from her imagination, suddenly he was there, filling the room and her heart. He was dressed in brown from head to toe. Even his expression could probably be called brown.

“Where did you get off to, boy?” said John as he set his mug on the table and looked at Ray with narrowed blue eyes.

“I was helping Trevor with the tack.”

“Sounds like an excuse to miss the birthday party to me.” John humphed as he took a big gulp of coffee.

“Pa, you know I’m no good around kids, and—”

John cut him off with one swipe of his hand. “That’s a load of shit and we both know it. Pardon me, Lily.”

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Lily nodded, too fascinated to pretend she wasn’t watching the play between father and son. Francesca continued to wash dishes and hand them to Lily to dry.

“You love kids or you wouldn’t have kept Melody. Now what’s really the situation?”

Ray turned to leave the room with a scowl.

“Don’t you dare walk out of this room, boy.”

“I am thirty-six years old, Pa. I am not a boy.”

“I don’t care how old you are. I am looking for an explanation of what’s going on here.

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