Ruby Falls

Author:Nicole James
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Literature & Fiction
Published: 2013-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The next evening, Cary came in from mending fences in the west acres and headed toward his house. Steve had taken off early that morning. No one knew where he’d gone. Cary wondered if he’d come back yet. He didn’t see Steve’s pickup. He supposed Steve needed to get his head straight. His emotions were boiling over and everything seemed to be coming to a head. Cary knew the place was in shaky financial condition, and Steve was gambling a lot on this year’s harvest. He seemed to be taking it out on everyone.

Cary walked in the front door of his house and immediately smelled dinner cooking. He followed the smell to the kitchen. The sight before him brought him up short. He stopped, propping his shoulder on the doorframe. Standing at his stove with an apron tied around her waist, was Jessie. She had her back to him and was humming along with the radio. Apparently, she hadn’t heard him come in. “Now, isn’t this a sight?”

She looked over her shoulder and smiled. “You’re my guinea pig. I’m trying out a new recipe.”

“Lucky me.”

She turned and glared at him.

He grinned and admitted, “It smells great.” Walking up behind her, he tried to stick his finger in the pan she was stirring with a wooden spoon. She whacked the back of his hand with the spoon. “Yeow!”

“Keep your fingers to yourself!”

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” he asked sarcastically, shaking out his injured hand.

“Dad and Summer went to Morelli’s for dinner, and Pop went to bed early.”

“Your dad and Summer, huh?”

“Yeah. I think he’s really falling for her.”

“How do you feel about that?”

“It’s okay. I like her, and I know that Dad’s been lonely.”

“Yeah. That he has, darlin’.” He went to the refrigerator and got a bottle of beer.

“Can I have one?” Jessie asked.

He looked at her, considering. “Are you staying on the ranch tonight or going out later?”

“I’m not going anywhere,” she replied.

“Give me your keys,” he demanded, holding out his hand.

“Why?”

“Hand ‘em over. Come on.” He waggled his fingers.

“Oh! Don’t you trust me?” she asked with a huff, pulling the keys out of her hip pocket and dropping them into his palm.

He shoved them into his jeans pocket. “Girl, the words trust and woman don’t even belong in the same sentence,” he replied, handing her a beer.

“Cary! What a chauvinistic thing to say!”

“Yeah? Well, you show me a woman who doesn’t lie and play games, and I’ll marry her!”

“You’re looking at one!” she declared with her hand on her hip.

“You? Ha! Girl, you’re the worst of the bunch. Shit, you could give lessons on it,” he teased, sitting down at the table.

“Cary! Well, women wouldn’t have to play games to get what they want if men weren’t so controlling,” she replied, spooning him up a plate of food.

“How about just asking? Ever think of that?” he countered.

“Oh, right! You show me a man who’ll give a woman what she asks for, and I’ll marry him,” she argued, slamming the plate down in front of him.

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