Wrong Husband by Nordin Ruth Ann

Author:Nordin, Ruth Ann
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, love, suspense, comedy, humor, sex, western, deception, bride, groom, lie
Publisher: Ruth Ann Nordin

Chapter Twelve

Jenny bit her lower lip as she studied the parlor. If this didn’t peak Rick’s romantic interest, then he was a lost cause. She spent that entire Saturday getting everything ready for the special supper. The lacy white curtains were drawn to give the room a private feel to it, and she had set out the matching tablecloth. She made both years ago when she thought she’d marry Clyde. Was she ever glad she ended up with Owen instead!

She hummed as she lit the two candles. She dimmed the kerosene lamp and smiled. Though she had no flowers, she arranged some colorful leaves in the center of the table and placed a pinecone on top of it. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the sweet scent, which was almost masked by the pot roast that was cooling in the oven.

She opened her eyes and set the cushions on the chairs so they’d be comfortable. Then she stepped back and examined the effect of the candlelight. It seemed magical to be in here. She clapped her hands and nearly skipped out of the room. Owen and Jeremy waited in the kitchen. As she requested, they dressed up for the occasion. Even she wore her best shirt and skirt.

“I feel fancy,” Jeremy said, beaming.

“Yep,” Owen agreed. “This is just like those restaurants where rich people eat.”

“Let’s hope it does the trick!” She was too excited to sit down, so she checked the dinner rolls. Fresh and soft. Perfect. She glanced at the two men who sat on the remaining chairs she had left in the kitchen when she moved the table and other chairs to the parlor. She smiled at them. “Thank you for doing this.”

Owen grinned and patted his stomach. “It’s the least we can do since you’re letting us feast on this meal too.”

“You even made cake!” Jeremy cheered, bouncing in his seat.

She chuckled at her son’s enthusiasm. “That I did.”

“We can’t wait to dig in,” Owen replied.

There was a knock at the door.

She gave a brief shout of glee before she ran to the door and opened it. “Come on in!” she told Sally, Rick, and Greg.

“You weren’t kidding, Sally,” Rick said as he helped her take off her coat. “This place really is nice.” He turned to the hook by the door and hung it up. “You did good, Jenny.”

Jenny laughed. “I can’t take all the credit. Owen had something to do with it.” She glanced at Owen who stood up.

“Well, actually it was the sheriff,” Owen said. “He had this house in tip top shape when we moved in.”

“How is he doing?” Rick asked as he shrugged off his own coat.

“He’s fine. I notice he works all the time,” Owen replied.

Rick hung the coat up and took Greg’s coat to put on another hook. “I heard he’s all business.”

“Yes, he is.”

Jenny cleared her throat to get their attention. It worked. She motioned to the parlor. “Rick and Sally, will you follow me?”

Rick peered into the other room. “Wow.

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