The Navy SEAL's E-Mail Order Bride (Heroes of Chance Creek) by Seton Cora

Author:Seton, Cora [Seton, Cora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, Military, Suspense, SEALs
ISBN: 9781927036587
Publisher: One Acre Press
Published: 2014-05-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

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Several hours later, Mason was finally calming down. If it hadn’t been for Regan’s presence, he’d have told Albert to shove his attitude up his ass and walked out without purchasing a single tool. Not that he didn’t mean to honor Zeke’s debts—of course he did—but he didn’t need the likes of Albert Dundy acting like he was trying to pull a fast one.

In front of Regan, too. In front of the woman he was trying to convince to marry him. Some homecoming this was turning out to be. Who knew how many others felt like Albert did? Who knew how many would come around with their hands out before all was said and done? He’d had to hide his anger behind a façade of calm while he and Regan hit the building supply store to pick up a load of lumber and several spools of fencing wire, and then a furniture store to pick out a bed. Luckily, Zeke didn’t seem to owe any money at either of those establishments. He’d decided to tackle the stables first and then the main barn. Once those were fixed up they’d have to face the task of fencing in the pastures. Mason had no idea how Regan would take to barbed wire and he wished he could call in some favors and get a few men to help, but the way he figured it, he couldn’t ask anyone to help until he’d paid off Uncle Zeke’s debts, and before he did that he needed to talk to his brothers. He’d scheduled a call for that evening.

One problem at a time, he told himself. At least he’d had a few hours out in the sunshine and fresh air to restore his mood. They were perched on two ladders resting side by side against the back wall of the stable, replacing an upper plank. Regan held the board in place while Mason fought to screw it in. Both of them worked at an unnatural angle with their arms over their heads. When Mason bobbled the screw and it bounced off of Regan’s shoulder, he stifled a curse and reached for another. “Sorry,” he called down.

“Watch it, Navy boy. I guess now I know why you made me wear these stupid safety glasses.” Regan looked up at him and Mason had to smile. She looked adorable in them.

“I’ll try to keep a better hold of the next one.”

“You do that. And hurry—my arms are growing numb. I think they’re going to get permanently stuck this way.”

“I’m hurrying.” So far she hadn’t complained much about the hard work or the uncomfortable circumstances. The day was pleasant, at least, but they had many hours to go before they could check everything off their to-do list. Regan was far more cheerful than the SEALs he generally worked with. And nicer to look at, too.

Mason got the screw in the second time around and they climbed down their ladders and stood back to get a better look.

“Only forty more to go.

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