A Baby on the Ranch: A Baby on the Ranch\Ramona and the Renegade by Marie Ferrarella

Author:Marie Ferrarella
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-08-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Wind and rain accompanied Joe’s reentry into the cabin several minutes later. Mona was quick to throw her weight against the door in order to shut it again.

“Took you long enough,” she commented, hoping to divert his attention from the fact that she had been right next to the door, waiting for his return. Her concern had nothing to do with hunger. But there was no way she was about to admit that.

“I’ll move faster next time.” Opening his jacket, he took out the prize and placed it on the rickety kitchen table. The next moment, he shed the jacket and spread it out in front of the fireplace. With any luck, it would be dry by morning.

“Any sign of the storm breaking up?” she asked hopefully. She really wanted to be in town before nightfall.

Joe shook his head. “If anything, it’s getting worse,” he told her.

Frowning, Mona glanced at the food he’d braved the elements to bring in.

“This is all that you eat?” she asked incredulously. The only thing on the table was a roast-beef sandwich, perched on a bed of wax paper.

“I wasn’t planning on having to share it with anyone,” Joe said a little defensively.

“Share?” she repeated. “It’s not big enough for one person, let alone two.” The man was six-two with a far better than average build. Didn’t that take some kind of decent fuel to maintain? “Don’t you get hungry?”

Wide, strong shoulders rose and then fell carelessly beneath his deputy’s shirt. The material strained against his biceps.

“Not really,” he answered. “Eating’s never been a big deal for me.”

It wasn’t exactly a new revelation. Thinking back, she knew that no one could ever accuse Joe of consuming too much. He’s always had the build of a rock-hard athlete without so much as an ounce of fat to spare. It was the reason that so many girls drooled over him. Or at least one of the reasons, she amended. The fact that he had brooding good looks didn’t exactly hurt.

Joe didn’t sit down at the table. Instead, he pushed the sandwich toward her. “You can have most of it if you like. I’m not really hungry.”

Well, she was. While tempted to take him at his word, Mona didn’t really believe him. He was just being Joe and that entailed being quietly noble. She wasn’t about to take advantage of that. Hungry or not, it didn’t seem fair.

“When did you last eat?” she asked him, repeating the question that Joe had put to her less than a few minutes ago.

He didn’t even bother trying to remember, shrugging off the question. “I don’t know.” He made a vague gesture with his hand. “I don’t live by a clock when it comes to food. I eat when I’m hungry, I don’t when I’m not.”

“We’ll split it,” she declared, her tone saying that she wasn’t about to take no for an answer and she was done discussing it. Gingerly sitting down on one of the two chairs, Mona picked up the half closest to her.

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