To Bed a Montana Man by Kyann Waters

Author:Kyann Waters [Waters, Kyann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Western
Amazon: B008FATPFI
Goodreads: 15744543
Publisher: K.Ink
Published: 2012-06-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

A wave of panic washed over Allison when she looked to the clock. TJ would be down for breakfast soon. She remembered the things she’d said last night with startling clarity. What in the world possessed her to declare her feelings for TJ? Alcohol. Sandy warned her that she couldn’t handle much. Did she listen? No, she set out to prove to TJ she lived by her own rules and managed to make a complete idiot out of herself.

“Morning,” TJ said coming into the kitchen giving Sissy a kiss on the top of her head.

Allison dropped the bowl of oatmeal she was going to feed Michael. The dish broke into three large pieces. “I’m sorry, Mr. Bester. I don’t know why I’m so clumsy this morning.” She bent down and picked up the pieces.

“Just because we had a difference of opinion last night, doesn’t mean you need to formally address me. I think we’ve moved beyond that, don’t you?” He sat at the table. “We’ve broken a few dishes, haven’t we, Sissy?”

She vigorously nodded her head. “I’m clumsy, too.”

“Mama.” Michael reached for Allison when she placed another bowl in front of him. Her hand stilled before handing him the spoon.

“I’m sorry,” she said to TJ. “He doesn’t understand.”

“She told him she wasn’t his mama,” Sissy said. “But he wants her to be.” Sissy put another bite of oatmeal into her mouth. “I want her to be my mama, too.”

“You have a mother.” TJ’s chair tipped over when he pushed away from the table. He stomped from the room and Allison hurried after him.

“Don’t do this to them.” She grabbed his arm.

He turned on her. “I already did! I never wanted anyone to replace their mother.” He ran his fingers through his hair.

“I won’t.” She gently laid her hand on his arm. “I won’t.”

“You already have.” He leaned back against the wall. “It’s not your fault. Hell, it isn’t anyone’s fault.”

“I won’t answer him when he calls me mama. I’ll discourage him.”

TJ looked at the ceiling. “He’s too young to understand. When he’s older, I’ll tell him about his mother.” A defeat sign spilled from his lips. “If you don’t mind, I won’t object.”

Allison stayed quiet for a moment letting TJ put his thoughts together. “Sissy has also slipped. I always correct her.”

“Not Sissy,” he snapped. “She’s old enough to know better. If she continues, you tell her she’ll be punished.”

“No. If you want to chastise her for wanting a mother, you can do it yourself. I’ll explain again and again that I’m not her mother, but I won’t be her punishment.” Allison turned and went back into the kitchen.

TJ stayed in the hall for a few minutes before joining her. “I think I’ll take a cup of coffee and some of that oatmeal,” he said, sitting next to Sissy. “We have a big barbecue over the Forth of July. Some of the men have wives and kids. They all come up to the house and turn the shack into a dance hall.

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