Jubilant Montana Christmas (Bear Grass Springs Book 5) by Ramona Flightner

Author:Ramona Flightner [Flightner, Ramona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781945609213
Publisher: Grizzly Damsel Publishing
Published: 2018-11-06T06:00:00+00:00

Ewan poked his head into the livery, surprised to find Karl Johansen striding up and down the central aisle as he waited for Bears to curry his horse. “It’s included in the cost, and ye might as well save yer energy,” Ewan said as he leaned against one of the posts. He caught Bears’ gaze and fought a smile.

“I need to return to the sawmill,” Karl snapped as he continued his pacing.

“What ye need to do is speak with yer wife, no’ tramp around like a fool,” Ewan said.

Karl spun to face him, his arm striking out as though to pummel Ewan.

Ewan dodged the blow and held up his hands in a placating manner.

“Don’t tell me what to do with my wife. I’m tired of all the advice, ja?”

Ewan nodded and kept his gaze on the irate man, although he noted that his brothers now stood behind Karl, poised to aid Ewan were it necessary. “I never meant ye any harm, Karl. When I acted like a daft idiot about Jessamine, I needed advice too. Ye may no’ like what ye hear, but that often means it’s what ye most need to hear.”

Karl dropped his hands and spun over to the stall where Bears had finished readying his horse. Karl jerked on the bridle, earning a growl of displeasure from Bears, and led his horse from the stall and out of the livery to hitch it to the waiting sleigh.

“Damn fool,” Cailean muttered as he marched to the livery door and shut it after him.

“He’s actin’ no differently than we did,” Alistair said. “His wife has him tied in knots, and he doesna ken how to untie them.”

“He’ll have to learn, or he’ll ruin what he has,” Bears said as he moved to the tack room.

Cailean turned and focused on his youngest brother. “What brings you by, Ewan?” At thirty-eight, Cailean acted as the family patriarch, although he often needed his brothers’ counsel.

“I’m worried about Jessamine,” he murmured as he sat on one of the stools near the closed door that led to the paddock. He paused and nodded his thanks as his brothers remained quiet as he thought through his concerns. “I think she might be expectin’ our bairn.”

Alistair slapped him on the back. “Wonderful.”

Cailean frowned. “Why aren’t you celebrating? Shouting it to all who will listen?” He watched his youngest brother fidget, and his concern intensified. Quiet worry was not how Ewan usually responded to joyful news.

“Should I wait for her to tell me or talk with her about what I suspect?” He rubbed at his face. “I’m no’ sure she wants a child. No’ after the way her father treated her.”

Alistair reared back. “But that wouldna be fair to ye or to her. Why deny yerself the joy of havin’ a child merely because …” His voice broke off as he looked at his eldest brother.

“Because of fear,” Cailean murmured. “One of the best days of my life was when Belle told me that she was expecting our child.

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