Read Online RanchersHealingTouch by Arthur Mitchell - Free Book Online
Authors: Arthur Mitchell
Ads: Link
coin is the only landmark visible on the highway for quite a few miles.
I really wonder how I wound up here. This town seems so random. Where the hell was I going?
She pushes the uncomfortable questions out of her mind as they slide into a spacious booth. A friendly waitress takes their order.
“It's good to get out and celebrate, isn't it?” Brax flashes her his inimitable smile, settling his tall black hat into the empty space next to him. “I know you're as happy as I am. But I also thought we'd get out so I can ask you a question...”
Her full attention focuses on him. Suddenly, the air between them grows thicker, despite the immense air conditioner pumping cool air throughout the diner.
Brax shifts his arms. If she didn't know any better, she'd think he was nervous.
“I wanna make sure you're totally dedicated to the ranch. Are you in it for the long haul, Sadie? Are you ready to make a life with me on my land?”
She opens her mouth, but her voice stops. There's a blank stare of doubt on his face.
Haven't I made it obvious by now?
She delves deep into her mind, envisioning a future with him. There's a time not so far off when the old wooden walls of the house will be as comforting and familiar as the backs of her hands.
The unnatural feeling of home makes her smile.
Sadie feels another season cradling her in its softness. The air is much cooler, and she's wearing a simple country dress that clings softly to her skin. She comes out of the house and approaches a waiting rocking chair, her hands clasped tightly beneath her swollen abdomen.
Pregnant with his seed. That's what's going to happen if I agree.
Will I carry his child? That's what he's asking in different words.
That's one hell of a step to take. But it's one I'm ready for. I want to give him my full devotion, something so right I can feel it in every fiber of my being.
Yes, cowboy. I'm ready.
“Of course I am!” She reaches for his hand and grasps it tight. “What makes you think otherwise?”
“Aw, nothing. I just had to be sure. Anything less would've been impolite.” His face brightens, before hardening into the rigid intensity she loves.
“I really appreciate everything you do for me, beautiful. And I don't just mean in the bedroom.” His voice halves its volume and then breaks into laughter, louder when she rolls her eyes.
“Come on. You're the one who helped me out. I can't think of a better place than Weldon Ranch to have a future. The past doesn't matter...not with you. I'm ready for anything.”
Heaping plates of steaks, coleslaw, and fries arrive shortly after. For such simple food, it's very tasty.
They eat in happy silence, passing soft glances across the table. Sadie raises her eyebrows several times. Brax chews his food intently, trying hard not to let his hormones ruin a good dinner.
Just as her leftovers are being packed up and they're waiting for their pie, the door swings open and sets off the dinging chime. A gaggle of cops come in, silver badges gleaming.
A server escorts them over to the large table across from their booth. Brax watches the crowd get settled.
Four of the men are in their uniforms. Sheriff Jones spots the rancher and gives him a friendly nod.
Brax doesn't recognize a fifth man, a balding outsider dressed in a plain white shirt and long brown trousers.
Sadie digs into her dessert when it arrives. The apple pie tastes immaculate, but it's hard to eat freely in their presence. Their uniforms make her nerves stand on end, prickly as an alley cat's fur.
He's lucky he doesn't care about them being here. Wish I knew why I'm having such a gut reaction to these cops. It's almost like I'm afraid of being caught...
“Yeah, it was a real bastard,” she hears the balding man say. “He was covered in blood, and all he could do was shout about his asshole sister taking off with six figures worth of coke. The idiot didn't even think she knew it was in the car.”
“Ah, the things you city boys have
I really wonder how I wound up here. This town seems so random. Where the hell was I going?
She pushes the uncomfortable questions out of her mind as they slide into a spacious booth. A friendly waitress takes their order.
“It's good to get out and celebrate, isn't it?” Brax flashes her his inimitable smile, settling his tall black hat into the empty space next to him. “I know you're as happy as I am. But I also thought we'd get out so I can ask you a question...”
Her full attention focuses on him. Suddenly, the air between them grows thicker, despite the immense air conditioner pumping cool air throughout the diner.
Brax shifts his arms. If she didn't know any better, she'd think he was nervous.
“I wanna make sure you're totally dedicated to the ranch. Are you in it for the long haul, Sadie? Are you ready to make a life with me on my land?”
She opens her mouth, but her voice stops. There's a blank stare of doubt on his face.
Haven't I made it obvious by now?
She delves deep into her mind, envisioning a future with him. There's a time not so far off when the old wooden walls of the house will be as comforting and familiar as the backs of her hands.
The unnatural feeling of home makes her smile.
Sadie feels another season cradling her in its softness. The air is much cooler, and she's wearing a simple country dress that clings softly to her skin. She comes out of the house and approaches a waiting rocking chair, her hands clasped tightly beneath her swollen abdomen.
Pregnant with his seed. That's what's going to happen if I agree.
Will I carry his child? That's what he's asking in different words.
That's one hell of a step to take. But it's one I'm ready for. I want to give him my full devotion, something so right I can feel it in every fiber of my being.
Yes, cowboy. I'm ready.
“Of course I am!” She reaches for his hand and grasps it tight. “What makes you think otherwise?”
“Aw, nothing. I just had to be sure. Anything less would've been impolite.” His face brightens, before hardening into the rigid intensity she loves.
“I really appreciate everything you do for me, beautiful. And I don't just mean in the bedroom.” His voice halves its volume and then breaks into laughter, louder when she rolls her eyes.
“Come on. You're the one who helped me out. I can't think of a better place than Weldon Ranch to have a future. The past doesn't matter...not with you. I'm ready for anything.”
Heaping plates of steaks, coleslaw, and fries arrive shortly after. For such simple food, it's very tasty.
They eat in happy silence, passing soft glances across the table. Sadie raises her eyebrows several times. Brax chews his food intently, trying hard not to let his hormones ruin a good dinner.
Just as her leftovers are being packed up and they're waiting for their pie, the door swings open and sets off the dinging chime. A gaggle of cops come in, silver badges gleaming.
A server escorts them over to the large table across from their booth. Brax watches the crowd get settled.
Four of the men are in their uniforms. Sheriff Jones spots the rancher and gives him a friendly nod.
Brax doesn't recognize a fifth man, a balding outsider dressed in a plain white shirt and long brown trousers.
Sadie digs into her dessert when it arrives. The apple pie tastes immaculate, but it's hard to eat freely in their presence. Their uniforms make her nerves stand on end, prickly as an alley cat's fur.
He's lucky he doesn't care about them being here. Wish I knew why I'm having such a gut reaction to these cops. It's almost like I'm afraid of being caught...
“Yeah, it was a real bastard,” she hears the balding man say. “He was covered in blood, and all he could do was shout about his asshole sister taking off with six figures worth of coke. The idiot didn't even think she knew it was in the car.”
“Ah, the things you city boys have
Similar Books
