Christmas for the Cowboy (Triple C Cowboys Book 4) by Linda Goodnight

Author:Linda Goodnight [Goodnight, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LJG Publishing LLC
Published: 2018-03-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Wyatt Caldwell, whether in cowboy boots and chaps or army fatigues, was a temptation and a complication. And she was getting in too deep. The more she saw of him, the more she wanted to see.

As they gathered pecans, he shared funny stories of childhood adventures with his two older brothers and his younger sister. The four of them had always been into something. And now they were all as close as skin.

She glanced at her only child, his rosy face upturned toward the soldier as he alternately listened to the stories and stuffed his pockets with pecans. Like her, Braden had no siblings, no extended family, no male role model, and was mesmerized by Wyatt’s tall tales. He was mesmerized by the soldier too. Maybe she felt the same.

From Marley’s perspective, Wyatt had lived a charmed life here on this successful ranch. She couldn’t understand why he’d ever joined the military and moved away. If she had a place like this to call home…

Something pinged against her thigh. “Who just threw a pecan at me?”

Wyatt raised a hand. “Guilty.”

She found a pecan in the grass and tossed it. It pecked his shoulder and fell to the grass. He rubbed his arm, eyes crinkling. “Ouch.”

The word was said with such insincerity, Marley had to laugh. While she was laughing, a pecan zapped her foot.

“Hey!” Scrambling for ammo, she returned fire.

Wyatt leaped to his feet. “Take cover, Braden. She’s on the attack.”

“No fair,” she cried, a hand to her hip. “He’s my son.”

“Boys against girl.” Wyatt pinged her. “Right, Braden?”

“Yeah!” Braden giggled and grabbed handfuls of leaves along with a few nuts. With all his might, he tossed them toward Marley and then raced to her for a hug. “I love you, Mommy, but I’m a boy.”

Then he darted back to Wyatt.

“Oh, you’ve asked for it now,” she yelled to Wyatt. “Subverting my mom-hood, corrupting my son. The battle is on.” She raised both arms in the air and shouted, “Woman power!”

With playing vigor, she fired a double handful of pecans at the two males.

In seconds, the three of them raced around the pecan grove, hiding behind trees and firing pecans at each other. Braden pummeled Wyatt as often he hit Marley, and each time he managed to make contact with either one, he giggled so hard, he fell down.

This, of course, made Marley laugh, and on one occasion, she swooped in for a hug.

Wyatt hammered her with a double pecan. She fell to the ground beside Braden and from flat on her back, returned fire.

Wyatt yelped, staggered toward them and tumbled down beside them, not even out of breath. She, on the other hand, could barely breathe. But seeing her opportunity, she whispered to her son, “Wanna make him disappear?”

“How?” Braden whispered back.

“Cover him in leaves.”

“Yeah.” Her son giggled, a small hand against his lips, shoulders bunched.

“Okay, let’s get him.”

Wyatt’s head swiveled toward them. “I heard that.”

But he was too late to escape. Marley scooped a handful of dry leaves and tossed them onto his chest, though it was a shame to cover up such attractive muscles.

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