Lionhearted Libby by Joyce Armor

Author:Joyce Armor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Joyce Armor

Chapter 10

Ten minutes later Garrett was sitting next to a sleeping Libby, his heart pounding. He had asked Carmen to leave them alone. She gave him a motherly what-do-you-think-you’re-doing look but picked up a tray of barely eaten biscuits and gravy and left. Garrett was tired, sore and thought he must be out of his mind, but he finally leaned over and gently shook Libby’s shoulder.

“Libby?”

Nothing.

He shook her a little harder and said her name a little louder.

Still nothing. Was she unconscious again? He tried shaking both shoulders this time and practically shouted her name. Her eyes flew open.

“What? What’s wrong?”

Garrett sat back. “I’m sorry to wake you. I need to talk to you right away.”

She tried to sit and gasped in pain as she jarred her ankle.

“Here. Let me help you.” He held her in a sitting position while propping her pillows behind her. “There. Lean back and relax.”

She did lean back and tried to hide her discomfort. She looked truly bedraggled, and it was somehow endearing to him. He gulped involuntarily as he noticed how sheer her chemise was. He could see her nipples, for God sakes. He looked at her face before she caught him looking at her breasts. She was so beat up. He was tempted to say, “How do you like the West now?” but he thought better of it. Best not to antagonize her.

“Do you want some tea or water?”

“Water please,” she croaked.

He turned to the nearby table, poured a glass of water from the flowered pitcher Carmen had left and handed it to Libby. He watched her drink it as her eyes came more into focus. He was not going to propose to an incoherent woman. If he could make himself propose at all. He never thought the word “propose” would be in his vocabulary.

When she handed him the empty cup, he flinched a little. Libby was surprised. She had never seen Garrett in anything but total, full-confidence control. He seemed almost…nervous. “What’s going on, Garrett?” she prodded. “Are you okay?”

She placed her hand on his arm to comfort him. She had practically been killed three times, and she was asking if he was okay? He took a deep breath, looked left, then right, then up at the ceiling for a rather uncomfortable amount of time. Then he looked directly into her aqua eyes. “You have one man trying to kill you and one trying to force you into an unwanted union, all because of their greed. You’ve suffered two head injuries, sprained your ankle and almost died from an infection.”

“And you were shot.”

“Yes. Edward DeJulius is in Deer Lodge and maybe your stepfather is, too. One of them hired the fellow who shot me. And there may be more than one who have fired at us at other times.” He rubbed his shoulder unconsciously and cleared his throat. “Jackson came up with a way to keep you safe, or at least a lot safer, and I agree with him.”

“Let’s do it then,” she said, almost cheerfully.

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