Tumbleweed Letters by Vonnie Davis

Author:Vonnie Davis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, historical, western, spicy
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2012-09-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Cam woke on his side, spooned against Sophie Catherine’s warm body, her hair draped over his arm. He hadn’t slept this soundly in months. Having a woman in his bed again felt good. There was a rightness about it.

He leaned up on an elbow and watched her sleep, this stranger who was now his wife. How would they get along? Would she be difficult? Would she come to care for him? Could he come to care for her?

She slept with her mouth open slightly. Soft breathing echoed in the silence of their bedroom. Red-blonde eyelashes swept across pale cheeks peppered with a smattering of freckles.

His Amanda had been darker in coloring, although she was careful to shield her skin from the sun. Freckles never had the chance to mar her porcelain skin. She was a southern belle, and he loved her still. Yet here he lay wrapped around another woman, ready for anything she would give him.

He gently shook her shoulder. “Sophie Catherine.”

She moaned and stretched, her bottom pushing against his erection.

He wanted her, wanted the release her body would bring. Until she wanted him in return, he’d have to wait. No matter how painful. Patience. You promised. Before he broke his promise, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and reached for his jeans. “I’m getting up.”

Blankets rustled behind him. “I’ll make coffee,” she said around a yawn.

He glanced over his shoulder in time to see her push her long hair over her head. For some reason the sight aroused him even more. “Stay in bed until Eli gets up.”

She crawled across the bed, her round bottom very fetching as she crept toward the footboard. “No, a wife makes breakfast for her husband.”

Cam was adding wood to the fireplace in the parlor when Sophie Catherine passed through on her way to the kitchen. “Fire’s already built in the cookstove.”

“Thanks.” She pumped water into the coffeepot.

“You put your hair back in a braid.” He was hoping she’d leave it down. Her hair flowing free had been a magnificent sight.

She scooped coffee beans into the hand grinder. “What? Oh, my hair. I always braid it or put it in a bun during the day, especially on a day like today, when I have a lot of work to do.”

He stepped behind her when she set the pot on the stove. “I enjoy seeing it down.” The need to touch her was great.

She stilled when his hands wrapped around her waist and drew her back to him. Her breathing hitched. “I…I…ah…don’t have any combs to keep the hair out of my face, so this has to do.” She shifted her shoulders in that impatient way she had. “Now, give me room to move so I can get your breakfast ready.”

When he lowered his head to press a kiss to her neck, he was pleased at her gasp. He couldn’t help the laughter that sprang from his chest. “Yes, Sophie Catherine.” Something about her brusque, almost irritated demeanor amused him.

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