Thankful for the Cowboy by Mary Connealy

Author:Mary Connealy [Connealy, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

He was running.

The varmint was using his long legs against her. Her storming walk turned into a run.

“Tom MacKinnon, you…umph.” She plowed into him.

He gave her an exasperated look that calmed her just a bit. She’d hit him hard and he hadn’t even staggered. It reminded her that he was big and strong, and muscled and—she stopped herself from pinching one muscular arm just to test it. She remembered she was furious. But she had some sympathy for him. Obviously minding two kids was too much for the big lunkhead.

When she tore his head off, she’d do it quickly. It’d be merciful.

“Now, Lauren.” He’d caught her when she ran into him. Both hands on her upper arms. “I was just as surprised—”

“Get your hands off of me.”

His eyes went wide at the lethal tone of voice. It was honestly a tone Lauren had never heard come from her lips before.

“You sound like a death knell after a hanging.” From the look of fear on Tom’s face he heard how she felt pretty well.

“I want to know what kind of nonsense went on while my son was off with you.” Her voice rose with every word.

“Lauren, I—””

“Did you,” she cut him off as surely as if she’d used a knife, “put them up to this?”

“Put them up to it? How could I do that?” Now Tom’s voice rose, right along with hers.

“Did you tell Niall it was all right to flaunt the law?”

“The law?” His eyes lost focus for a second as if he was trying to think what in the world she meant.

“The homestead. He was going to wait until he was—”

“No, stop yelling. The homestead. I’d forgotten all about that.” He patted her on the shoulder.

She swatted his hand away. “Did you talk about Laird Murdo MacKinnon—.”

“The only thing I did—” He roared loud enough it stopped her flood of angry words. As a rule, Tom was a mild-mannered man. Quiet, cheerful. He’d really never yelled before.

It wasn’t all that effective because Lauren raged on. Her words right over top of his.

“Yes, did you convince Niall to be a Viking warrior—”

“—was walk into the house.” He flung his arms wide.

“—And fight for a defenseless woman?”

“I told the man who hired us we were going home for Thanksgiving.”

“Who needed a hero to rescue her—”

“And came back,” Tom shouted, “to find them kissing.”

“—from the evil Laird.”

“—and with finished wedding plans.”

“Well you shouldn’t have left them alone!” Lauren could yell as loud as necessary and she proved it. “All that time, two youngsters with no supervision.”

“I left them alone for ten minutes!” He almost howled the words. A howling wolf pack of words. A howling wolf pack, then the snarl and growl as they went for the throat of some hapless deer.

And under it she heard his own confused shock at what had happened…in ten minutes.

“I told them to unhitch the teams from the wagons and saddle them up. It was early enough I hoped we could get home, or at least a long way toward home last night.

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