Brides of the West by Michele Ann Young

Author:Michele Ann Young [Young, Michele Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Regency, love, cowboy, C429, Kat, Extratorrents, indian, western
Publisher: Highland Press Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The Chances Are Bride

Billie Warren Chai

Shiloh Springs, Texas

1872

Sheriff Josh Morrow heard his office door burst open, then slam shut, rattling the windows.

“She’s here!” Deputy Roger Miller rushed down the hall toward the cells. “The mail order bride’s here.”

The sheriff stepped out of a small back room. “I heard you the first time.” Hell, half the county probably heard him.

“Ya tole me to come git ya.” Roger dogged his steps. “What ya goin’ do, Sheriff?”

“Go meet her.” Josh picked up his hat and exited the office. A moment later he heard the door slam and Roger fell into step beside him. “Run over to Reverend Huddleston and tell him and the missus to come to my office right away.”

A tiny woman dressed in a blue traveling suit sat on a bench outside the depot. A ridiculous hat with a veil and green feather sat atop blonde curls. What had Barry Woods been thinking? She couldn’t have been more than twenty, and how old was Woods? He had to have been at least forty.

“Excuse me, ma’am?” He removed his hat. “I’m Sheriff Josh Morrow, are you Miss Yeager?”

“Yes, I am.” She looked up at him.

Damn, she was so young, so petite...and so pretty. This wasn’t going to be easy. He wished the stage was still there so he could put her back on it. It wasn’t, and he couldn’t.

“I’m afraid Mr. Woods is unavailable.” He fudged. “Why don’t you come to my office?” She didn’t move. “You can wait inside, out of the sun.”

“Will Mr. Woods know where to find me?” The veil hid her eyes, but not the uncertainty in her voice.

“Yes, ma’am.” If he were in condition to find her. Which he wasn’t.

“What about my bag?” She chewed a finger, despite her gloves.

“Roger’ll watch your bag.”

“All right.” She stood and slid a small hand through the crook of his elbow.

She barely came to his shoulder. If Barry Woods wasn’t dead already, Josh would’ve seriously considered killing him for bringing a sweet, innocent thing like her to an untamed frontier town like Shiloh Springs. He led her into his office and offered her a chair.

“Would you like some coffee or maybe some water, ma’am?”

“Water,” she answered with a soft southern accent.

He picked up a coffee-stained cup and wiped it with his sleeve before filling it from a pitcher. He handed it to her.

“Thank you.”

The front door opened and Reverend Huddleston and his wife entered. “Sheriff,” Huddleston greeted him as his wife scrutinized Miss Yeager. The minister’s wife found fault with any woman she met, especially if the woman was younger or prettier than she, which meant any woman under the age of forty or better looking than a horse. She clearly regarded herself the epitome of proper etiquette and Christian behavior and didn’t mind expressing her opinion whenever she felt the need.

“Reverend, Mrs. Huddleston. This is Miss Yeager. She’s a friend of Mr. Woods.”

The young woman stood, extending her hand first to the minister.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Yeager,” the minister said, barely touching her hand.

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