One Hot Cowboy Wedding by Carolyn Brown

Author:Carolyn Brown
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-02-08T21:12:57+00:00

Chapter 14

Lucy’s hands were on her hips and her stance said that Blake and Dalton were in deep shit. The sports channel was broadcasting a golf game behind her, but she didn’t give a damn. Right then she was about to call down the wrath of God upon those two worthless cowboys if one of them didn’t own up to his thievery.

Jasmine and Ace walked in on the scenario and stopped in their tracks just inside the living room door.

“What in the hell is going on in this place?” Jasmine asked.

Lucy shot daggers across the room at the two brothers. “One of them is a thief and whoever stole it is going to make a trip into town before next Friday night.” Blake and Dalton looked like two little boys who’d gotten caught with their fingers in the cookie jar.

Ace could barely contain his laughter. “What did they steal?”

Lucy pointed at the coffee table where two empty cans of Vienna sausage sat along with beer cans and half a bag of pretzels. “Right there is the evidence. I wouldn’t make an accusation without proof.”

“But we didn’t know they were yours. Everything in the house has always been community property,” Dalton said.

“Yeah! And get away from the front of the television, Lucy,” Blake said.

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Lucy glared at him. “Stealing from Delilah and boss-ing me too. Boy, that ain’t going to happen.”

“Don’t call me boy,” Blake said.

“Don’t boss me. Who stole her treat?”

Neither one said a word.

“Then you wil both go to Bowie to the Wal- Mart store this week sometime. I expect to see two cans of that very brand on the shelf come Friday. She gets one can a night and I bought enough to last until next Sunday. Two are missing. Don’t be buyin’ Delilah no cheap generic crap. She likes her viennie weenies in that brand.”

“Ace,” Dalton pleaded.

Ace threw up both hands. “Don’t look at me. I didn’t steal the sausages that Lucy buys for her cat.”

“Shhh,” Lucy said. “Don’t say that so loud. I’ve convinced her that those are canned mice.”

“Yuk!” Dalton’s nose snarled.

Blake threw a hand over his mouth. “Shit! Lucy.”

“No, not shit! She wouldn’t eat that. They are prime quality canned mice with the guts and hair removed.” Lucy’s big blue eyes twinkled. “And every night before she goes to bed she gets a can so come next Friday night there had better be”— she looked down the hall to be sure Delilah was still in the bedroom— “Vienna sausages in the pantry or I swear I’ll dose a batch of brownies and you’ll think shit.”

“Okay, okay! I’ll make sure I replace them and believe me, after hearing you call them mice, I’ll never eat the things again.” Dalton sighed. “Is there anything else we aren’t supposed to touch?”

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