Brotherhood Protectors: Soldier's Heart Part Three (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Ilsa J. Bick

Author:Ilsa J. Bick [Bick, Ilsa J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2018-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

6

What is your problem? Unlatching the cabin’s back door, Sarah winced against a blast of wintry air. Calm down. It’s a can of beef stew, not a date. He won’t care so long as it’s hot.

“Honey, you are as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a roomful of rockers.” Hustling out in boots and clad only in nylon pants and a silk thermal tee, she hastily threw splits onto a canvas carry. God, she must look a wreck. She lifted a pit, took a quick sniff. Not great—everyone got a little ripe in the mountains—but she wouldn’t gas the poor guy.

Shivering, she peered beyond the lean-to toward the fire tower rearing another seventy-five feet in the air. She could just make out a speck of light moving back and forth along the tower’s catwalk. Mark had been up there a good fifteen, twenty minutes. Five would be enough to know there was no reception, and you couldn’t pay her to hang out on a freezing metal catwalk any longer than necessary. He must’ve gotten through to give whomever waited an update. Getting this girl down mountain was job one, after all.

So, what was it with that tiny twinge of disappointment?

That was nuts. She shouldered the carry. What did she have to be disappointed about? She was interested, was all. Mark was easy on the eyes. She liked how calm and competent he was. The dogs seemed to like him, a definite plus. Mark was a little like Hank, if she was honest. Once this was over, maybe she would hit Josie up, see what she could suss out. Hustling through her bedroom, she flicked a glance at a tangle of used linens piled on her bed where she’d deposited them that morning. When she and Hank brought the girl back, she’d used her last set of clean bedclothes to make up the cot again. Spying the used sheets gave her a weird little twinge. Hank had slept on those and now, there was this other man.

And so what? Disgusted, she brushed past her bed. Nothing to see here, folks. They were sheets, for crying out loud. Who cared if Hank had used them? For God’s sake, they hadn’t slept together. Even if they had, Mark wasn’t a mind-reader. Heck, he probably figured she was just a crappy housekeeper. Why was she getting all bent about this?

Just focus on dinner, you idiot.

She normally conserved fuel, but tonight she’d built up the fire as much as she dared. Heat radiated from the stove and flue. The front room was toasty enough the windows fogged. If she were alone, Sarah could have gotten away with a thermal shirt and underpants, socks.

Dumping the carry near the stove, she peeked around the blanket. Daisy was curled into a small knot by the girl’s side. Soldier had stationed himself on the floor, and both gave her wide, tongue-lolling grins and a tail-thump. She grinned. “You keep an eye on her for me, okay?” That the dogs had also chosen one of the warmest spots in the room wasn’t lost on her.

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