Our Chance (Los Rancheros #4) by Brandace Morrow

Author:Brandace Morrow [Morrow, Brandace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00XZ95G0C
Published: 2015-05-18T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

A few days after our late night make out session, it’s apparent that a new routine is emerging. Brody brings milk and eggs in the morning as I’m feeding the kids. He usually leaves before I take the kids to the bus stop, so there hasn’t been any more morning delight for me.

I work until lunchtime. Usually Brody’s back from where he goes by then, to share a quiet meal with me. It’s nice to have him around. I’m not used to having another adult to talk to on a daily basis, much less more frequently. After lunch, we get out in the orchard and do maintenance on the trees and garden. We laugh and joke, carrying on traditions like blaring rock music for the trees. Granny always did that. She said it vibrated the roots to produce. Who knows if it’s true, but man it makes the day go by faster jamming out the whole time.

Once the kids get home, it’s homework and housework for me while Brody does his own thing, meeting back at the house for dinner. When the kids are tucked into bed, I always find him on the porch with a cold beer.

Some nights get intense, in the physical aspect. Other times we just enjoy being in each other’s arms. There are lots of sighs and deep breaths taken in shirts and hair.

Now it’s Saturday, and we’re going over to my brother Will’s house for our official welcome home celebration.

“You would think, this being a party for you and all, that you wouldn’t have to bring so much food,” Brody says as he passes me, headed to the garage again.

“Trigg, grab that for me, bud.” I put the ladle he gives me on top of a covered glass dish with the coleslaw in it, ready for Brody to take out to the van on his next trip.

As soon as he walks in, I start talking as I grab more dishes from the fridge. “Who else is going to make the fruit and veggie dishes other than me, Brody? Really. Mom and Dad have meat, that’s just how it goes when you’re in the business.” I look at Jet and roll my eyes, making him giggle. Before I lose my smile, I feel fingers tickling my ribs, making me giggle, too.

“I saw that,” Brody growls softly in my ear before grabbing another dish and walking outside.

Harper finishes brushing her Barbie’s hair and asks me, “Why do you think Brody comes over all the time?”

I stop what I’m doing and give her my attention. “Does it bother you?”

“No.” She shakes her head. “I just wondered what happened to his girlfriend. Seems like she would want to see him, too.”

“I . . . You’re right,” I say as Harper and I watch Brody walk back into the kitchen.

He comes to lean his elbows on the counter and grab a carrot stick from the tray I’m supposed to be wrapping up. “Of course Harper’s right. What are you

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