Olga by Danni Roan

Author:Danni Roan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sweet Clean and Wholesome, Western Historical Christian Romance, Romance Western Texas, Christian Historical Romance, Historical Fiction
Publisher: Danni Roan
Published: 2021-07-11T16:00:00+00:00

HARKER CHUCKLED, WATCHING the young woman hurry toward the woods. Her striped dress was rumpled but the bright pattern still stood out in the morning sun.

She was cute when she got embarrassed, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to resist teasing her on this trip, at least a little.

He wondered what she would do if he kissed her again. Perhaps they were going to Houston to get an annulment, but a kiss now and then wouldn’t do any harm. After her enthusiastic embrace at the altar, he couldn’t blame himself for wanting another kiss.

The cowboy shook his head. No, kissing is what had gotten him into this mess, and as soon as he had his annulment, he’d put Olga on a train back to her family and be on his way.

Moving to his saddlebags, Harker pulled out his coffee pot. He’d get a nice brew going then put Olga on Scout and set out toward the Ferry station. Again the cowboy shook his head. Olga must have come through the station when she arrived in Needful. He’d heard that all four girls and their father had arrived by stage, making a special trip and an evening run to do so.

Pouring water from his canteen into the pot, Harker stoked the fire back to life and sat the pot on a rock. It was high time they got to the next town and got on with the business at hand.

The rustle of grass told him that Olga was coming back and he looked up smiling at her slightly bedraggled appearance. The woman dressed so pretty all the time it felt good to know that she wasn’t perfect all the time.

“Is that coffee I smell?” Olga smoothed her dress coming to a stop before the fire.

“Comin’ right up,” Harker grinned.

“You do know your way around a campfire.” Olga smiled, and it did something funny to his heart. For some reason, her simple praise hit Harker like a kick from a mule, and a big smile spread across his face.

“I’ve been cookin’ over an open fire most of my life,” he said, his chest swelling a little. “It’s second nature.”

“Well, let’s just see how the coffee comes out before I pass judgment.” Olga’s eyes sparkled teasing in the bright light of day.

Harker poured her a cup, placing it in her small hands. “Sorry, there’s no cream or sugar.”

“That’s alright,” Olga grinned. “I stopped putting those in my coffee ages ago.” She lifted the cup to her lips and grimaced.

“That bad huh?” Harker’s heart fell.

“No, strong and hot, but good.” She offered him another smile. “I often stay up late into the night sewing,” she confided. “I tend to drink whatever’s left in the pot when everyone has gone to bed.”

“Drink up an’ we’ll hit the road,” Harker grinned, that feeling of worth filling him again. She liked his coffee. Now that was something.

A short half-hour later, Harker helped Olga onto Scout’s back. The chestnut cowpony was taller than Bandit, and she grasped the man’s shoulders, steadying herself when he lifted her high.

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