Wagonload Of Trouble by McDonough Vickie

Author:McDonough, Vickie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2012-10-16T04:00:00+00:00

Nine

Bethany pursed her lips. Setting up the new computer was proving to be more complicated than she’d expected. Once she and Taylor had unloaded everything from the boxes, there had been a plethora of wires to connect, not to mention making room on the counter for the monitor and keyboard. She tapped a pencil against the granite counter and waited for the professional accounting software to install. The printer that her college roommate had given her had saved some money, but it didn’t match the rest of the equipment. Oh well, who would even notice?

“Hey, you got a computer.”

Bethany peered up into Evan’s eager blue eyes, and her limbs felt as boneless as spaghetti. The pencil flipped out of her fingers and rolled across the counter. She owed him an apology for storming out after dinner last night. He was just being friendly, but he’d hit too close to home.

“So, are you working the registration desk and the gift shop?” He glanced at the store. “I need a caffeine fix.”

“There’s free coffee in there.” She nudged her chin toward the open doors of the dining hall.

Evan scrunched up his lips in a cute way and waved a hand in the air. “I’ve never had a cup of coffee. Can’t stand the taste.”

“If you’ve never had any, how do you know you don’t like it?” Bethany eased off the stool she’d been sitting on.

He grinned wide, revealing even, white teeth. Her stomach felt as if a flock of butterflies were trying to escape. “Okay, so I tried it in college. Once.” He grimaced and shuddered. “I just prefer my caffeine cold.”

She chuckled at his performance, grabbed the key to the gift shop, then opened the door. She needed a break anyway. “A cold drink sounds good.”

Inside the store, Evan opened the small refrigerator’s door and grabbed a can. He looked back over his shoulder. “What’s your pleasure, ma’am? I’m buying.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

He lifted up a hand, silencing her. “What kind do you want? Or should I just pick?”

She sighed. “Root beer, please.”

He snagged a brown can and meandered along the row of candy bars.

“Are you one of those junk food addicts?”

His head was lowered as he studied the selection. His hair looked more orderly than normal. “Guilty as charged.” He chose two bars and plunked them on the counter with the pop cans. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a five-dollar bill.

Bethany rang up his purchase and handed him his change.

“Care to join me on the porch for a few minutes?” he asked.

She had plenty of work to do, but until the computer was finished doing its thing, she was at a standstill. “Just let me check the progress of the software I’m installing, and I’ll take a short break.”

With the program at just forty-seven percent loaded, she figured she might have five minutes to spend with Evan. She dashed into the office, grabbed a brush from the top drawer, and ran it through her hair. She wasn’t primping for him, she fibbed to herself.

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