Her Heart's Bargain by Cheryl Harper

Author:Cheryl Harper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Forever Romance
Published: 2018-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

“MY FIRST SICK DAY,” Macy said as she plopped back against the headboard. “What do I do now?”

Weekends were for errands. Sleeping late. Brunch at Smoky Joe’s Café. Good naps. And good books.

Macy had never had any trouble filling the Saturdays and Sundays that interrupted her work at the ranger station, but this unexpected day to do nothing seemed to stretch out before her. Waaay out before her.

“What should I do with this unexpected gift?” She rested her head against the headboard and stared up at the ceiling. “I could paint.” But not before clearing it with the landlord. The laundry was done. Why could she name seven different things stacked on her desk that needed her attention, but she couldn’t find a single fun thing that excited her? “Knoxville? Shopping? Maybe a movie.”

When Macy closed her eyes again, all she could imagine was a sea of aggressive reporters tearing into Ash.

He’d said she couldn’t do it. Taking a sick day was not her style.

Letting Ash be right on something like this wasn’t her style, either.

He liked to make too many sweeping pronouncements. She had to prove him wrong about this.

“Get dressed. Get out. Do not go anywhere near the Smoky Valley Nature Reserve.” Simple. Macy liked lists, so she made a list of the only things she had to do that day.

Since the Reserve wrapped around Sweetwater like a hug, it might be nearly impossible to avoid the park if she stayed in town, but she’d worry about that after she got dressed. As she slapped hangers aside one by one, ignoring jeans and comfy sweaters, inspiration hit. She could avoid the ranger station all day and flout Ash’s sick-day strategy. There was still plenty of ground to cover in Sweetwater, and there were plenty of business owners to sweet-talk into posting the open house invitation.

As she slipped on her uniform, Macy could feel the smug smile curling her lips. It was going to be a good day.

When she bent to pick up her phone to slide it into her pocket, she had to check for a text message from Ash. There wasn’t one. That wasn’t surprising, but the deflation of her hope was.

“He’s busy.” Macy chastised herself for her own neediness and wandered into the open area that functioned as living room, dining room, kitchen and graveyard for all her failed hobby experiments. “And this place is a wreck.” In a quick blitz, Macy separated the library books she’d snatched up on Saturday in an attempt to forestall this “what do I do with myself” morning. When she was done making piles, she had three knotted skeins of yarn, knitting needles, crochet hooks, her laptop and a guitar she’d picked up at a garage sale three years ago because she wanted to learn to play.

As it turned out, learning to play guitar by reading about it in a library book was impossible. Or impractical. Or just not advisable. The same was true of knitting and crocheting,

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