The Winner (Romantek) by Patricia Green

Author:Patricia Green
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Blushing Books
Published: 2013-09-28T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Only the warm breeze through the boughs of the willows and the trilling of songbirds broke the silence as both Audrey and White Star watched Marcus walk away until he was lost among the trees. Losing sight of her erstwhile suitor, Audrey turned to White Star, her face hot with anger as well as a little embarrassment. “I could have dealt with that! I’m not some wilting wallflower.”

White Star stared at her for a moment and then took the gun away from her, pocketing it silently.

“Give that back!”

“It don’t belong to you.”

“It don’t be—I mean, it doesn’t belong to you either.” Now he had her talking funny, too. “I’ll give it back as soon as I get back to the boardinghouse. And, hey, I thought you were mad at me.”

“If I weren’t, I sure am now!”

She didn’t want him mad at her. That’s how they had ended their last encounter. But damned if she was going to let him know that. He was high-handed and difficult. She put out her hand, and he pulled out the little gun, opening the breach and snorting. “Wasn’t even loaded, Audrey.”

“Sure it is! I shot it twice at that snake!”

“It only carries two bullets. You’d have been better off throwing it at him, than trying to shoot him.”

“Oh.” Her face went hot. White Star handed her the gun and she stuffed the useless thing in her reticule.

“And what were you doing wandering off into the trees with him? Did you intend a little rendezvous? Is that the kind of woman you are?”

She had to admit it hadn’t been the smartest thing for her to do, but she had wanted a bit of a romantic encounter with Marcus. Audrey had been mistaken about that. She should have realized a while back that Marcus wasn’t for her. So far, White Star had been the pinnacle of her dream, and no other.

“No, I’m not that kind of woman. Not really.”

“I wonder,” he said.

Audrey was unhappy that she had given him the impression that she was loose. She wasn’t. In her real life, she was quite conservative. But this was make-believe. She realized that wasn’t a good reason to drop all her morals or standards.

“If you ever had a spanking coming, this is the time,” he told her, opening his knife and cutting off a piece of willow branch. He began to whittle the little branchlets off as she stood there, watching.

Here she was, miserable about her behavior, and he was fooling with a branch. The nerve of him! “I do not deserve a spanking.”

He looked up from his whittling for a moment then went back to it. The whippy branch was about bare. “You sure as hell do! What were you thinking holding that gun on him? Why did you still have it? Did you think he wouldn’t miss it after all this time? He went for it—you saw him—and then caught you with it. Do you really believe he won’t hold that against you?”

The truth of White Star’s words was undeniable.

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