Trouble in Disguise: 5 (Eclipse Heat) by Sivad Gem

Author:Sivad, Gem [Sivad, Gem]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Erotica
ISBN: 9781419938368
Published: 2013-06-04T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Miri wanted to talk to Ned and get on with her business. It was fine taunting Deacon from across a street or by lamplight in Eclipse, but holding a conversation with him while he peered at her for extended periods was becoming a strain.

She was going to have to move on. Her regret put her in a grumpier mood than she should have been. After all, she still had Ned to cash in as soon as she figured out how to get him out of Deacon’s clutches.

But Deacon wasn’t having any of her rush. As soon as they rode into the McCallister barnyard, he let out a whoop that brought his brother out from the barn.

“Who’s cooking this morning? Tell me Eden’s in the kitchen and make me a happy man.”

“Best cook in Texas told me there was a fresh batch of apple butter to slather on her pancakes and she was serving ’em with scrambled eggs, fried taters, gravy and ham.” Sam grinned at Deacon and then peered at Miri thoughtfully. “Wondered when you two were going to get sensible and team up.”

Sam’s description of breakfast made Miri so hungry she had to keep her mouth shut to stop drool from spilling out. As it was, her stomach clenched and growled, embarrassing her with the noise. Deacon didn’t waste time.

He dismounted and led Possum into the barn with Miri still mounted on his back. He threw her a brush, a bucket and a scoop and pointed her at the feed bin and water trough. She didn’t appear to have much choice and the promise of a tasty meal tipped the scales, erasing good sense with hunger.

“Where’s the counterfeiter?” Deacon talked to his cousin and his brother and she listened as she took care of Possum.

“Dan Hawks had use for him. I didn’t.” Sam’s tone didn’t bode well for Ned Jackson. “I hauled him to Hawks Nest soon as you brought him here. You’ll have to question him there. I don’t want the jackass around our women.”

“Guess Ned couldn’t keep his mouth shut here either.” Deacon didn’t seem perturbed by the change of venue for her prisoner. It made it that much harder for her to question him.

But the food smells superseded her impatience and she followed the McCallister men into the ranch kitchen for their morning meal.

“It’s customary to take your hat off inside, pup,” Deacon growled.

It was one of those infrequent moments when Miri’s disguise got in the way of living. Here she was in the midst of a family get-together with people she’d really like to know and she was decked out in Beau’s costume playing an uncouth Tennessee half-grown bumpkin.

Miri didn’t know much about social etiquette and Beau knew even less. It was a good excuse not to take off her hat. The hat pretty much went with the wig and one without the other wasn’t something she cared to risk.

“Pshaw, Deacon, quit picking on the boy. Eat.” Eden moved Miri toward the kitchen table, scolding Deacon along the way.

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