Love Inspired April 2017 Box Set 1 of 2 by Cheryl Williford Janet Tronstad & Leigh Bale

Author:Cheryl Williford, Janet Tronstad & Leigh Bale
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488018312
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises Limited
Published: 2017-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

The sun rose bright the next morning, the light shining through the blinds. Clay opened his eyes a little and squinted. The linoleum on the floor was cold, and he felt his hand resting against it. He was puzzled a moment and then remembered he was in the bunkhouse. He’d moved the mattress from his bunk bed to the kitchen floor in the middle of the night because Randy snored. Which probably wasn’t the real problem, Clay told himself. He’d listened to dozens of men snoring at night in prison and it hadn’t stopped him from sleeping. No, what kept Clay awake was that Randy talked in his sleep.

Clay groaned as he rolled over so he could see the small clock he’d plugged in last night. It was a little before six o’clock. Church was at ten o’clock, and there were chores to do before he got ready.

He had asked Allie for a box of cold cereal last night, and she’d given him that and a small carton of milk. He didn’t want her to have to get up early on Sunday morning to cook him and Randy breakfast.

Clay heard a noise by the doorway and looked over to see Randy. The ranch hand was wrapped in a blanket, and his hair looked like he’d spent the night wrestling with someone.

“Who is Lois?” Clay asked as he lay there.

Randy glared. “What do you mean?”

“You were talking about her last night in your sleep,” Clay said with a yawn. “I thought she might be someone special. You know, your mother or someone.”

“Lois isn’t my mother,” Randy snapped.

“Well, then—” Clay started to continue.

“She’s none of your business,” Randy said then, with enough fire in his voice that Clay decided she was someone important.

“Sorry,” Clay murmured. “I won’t mention her again.”

“See that you don’t,” Randy said as he walked over to the refrigerator. “Did you get us orange juice?”

“Milk and cold cereal,” Clay said as he sat up on the mattress. “That’s all.”

Randy grunted at that news and stomped back into the other room.

Clay decided it was a poor morning when he and Randy Collins had nothing better to do than feel sorry for themselves, but that’s the kind of day it was shaping up to be.

“We need to get some more wood to build another fire,” Randy called from the other room. “We could freeze to death in here. Besides, we’ll want hot water for when we shave.”

“It’s not that cold,” Clay said as he stood up. They’d had a fire last night, and the water from the tap was warm. He kept a blanket around him and thought he was doing pretty well until he put his feet on the freezing floor.

“I’ll get some wood in a minute,” he called out to Randy. “You get some of the kindling going.”

Clay opened the back door just enough to pull in some logs. Fortunately, they were dry since it hadn’t snowed last night.

“I’ll heat a pot of water on the stove for shaving,” Clay called out, as well.

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