Love's Lingering Doubts (Love's Texas Homecoming Boo 1; First Street Church #9) by Sharon Hughson & Sweet Promise Press

Author:Sharon Hughson & Sweet Promise Press [Hughson, Sharon & Press, Sweet Promise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Clean & Wholesome, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Beautiful & Feisty, Love's Texas Homecoming, First Street Church Series, Multi-Author Collection
Publisher: Sweet Promise Press
Published: 2018-08-10T04:00:00+00:00

8

Honey Campbell knocked on the door at half past noon on Sunday. “I’m here to see my ranch.”

The shrill voice acted like acid on Bailey’s nerves. He heard her from the study, and his stomach plummeted through the floor while some part of him hardened against more pending loss.

He reached the doorway by the time Tess, eyebrows pressed together in confusion, led a stranger into the room.

The woman’s heels clattered on the plank floors. Too much makeup highlighted her rusty brown eyes. She flipped her straight, white-blonde hair over her shoulder in a haughty gesture. Curves bulged beneath the fabric of her too-tight dress.

“Do you know this woman?” Tess’s voice trembled.

Bailey draped an arm over his sister’s shoulders. The stranger stepped closer, a feral smile moving her hot pink lips. Nails in the same shade, long and pointed, adorned the hand she extended toward them.

“I’m Honey Campbell, Fritz’s niece. The owner of this ranch.”

Bailey glared at her hand. “Dad said you have no right to this property.”

One thin brow arched up. “And there’s a will to that effect?”

Bailey gulped. This nightmare was becoming all too real.

“I see.” She gazed around the room, clacking over to a bookshelf and fingering the Lennox crystal decanter and glasses. Fritz had given the set to MaryAnn as an anniversary gift. Sharing a drink had been their special way to unwind together on the overstuffed love seat that sat beside the window.

“I heard Fritz passed.” She whirled toward them. “Rude of you to make me learn about my uncle’s death through gossip.”

“We don’t know you.” Tess pressed quivering hands to her lips.

“You’re not welcome here.” Bailey stiffened. “I’ll show you out.”

“You’ll show me my ranch, foster brat. Then I’ll stay at that quaint B & B until the funeral. Which is when?”

“Thursday afternoon.” Tess’s voice was smaller now.

Bailey squeezed her against his side. His roiling stomach gushed acid into his throat. He would not let this woman take over. Dad promised the ranch would be theirs.

“I’ll show you around.” Bailey gestured toward the door.

Once the woman’s clicking footsteps retreated down the hall, he pressed his phone into Tess’s hand. “Text Jaz. Tell her it’s an emergency and will she please come.”

Even though her eyes were wide, Tess’s lips twitched into a smile. “I knew you liked her.”

Bailey closed his eyes. His heart sped at the thought of Jaz, but it wasn’t like that. “She’s helping me with something. That’s all.”

“You want her help in an emergency, that’s something.”

“Tess.”

His sister took the phone, which he unlocked with a four-digit code.

“My birthday? Still?” Tess’s laugh sounded tinny.

Bailey strode out of the room to find the intruder looking in the drawers of the master bedroom. He gritted his teeth to rein in the fury that pushed into his throat. “I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t snoop.”

Honey sniffed and gave him a prim look. “It’s not snooping when it’s mine.”

“That’s for the courts to decide.”

Her garish lips parted into a sneer. “My uncle never adopted you or your little sister.

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