The Cowboy's Convenient Proposal. Linda Ford
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Red sprang to her feet. “You go. We’ll be fine.”
Ward picked up his hat from beside him and slammed it on his head. “What’s your hurry?”
“I didn’t mean...”
“Don’t bother backpeddling. But if you don’t mind, I’ll see that you’re settled in the cabin and the fire is dowsed before I leave.” He grabbed the lamp and strode back to the cabin. He set the lamp on the tiny table.
Red slipped into the room. “Guess you can’t blame me for being leery. I want to make it on my own. Owe no man anything.”
“I could carve it in the log by the table so you don’t forget.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Lady, my stepfather made no secret that my presence set his teeth on edge. So I walked away from my family because I figured if I left they’d be better off. But I’ve never known if it was so or not. Instead I wonder. And I regret leaving. My only reason for helping you is to make up for leaving my family. It’s nothing to do with you. So don’t think I plan to take advantage of you. You mention it again and I will carve ‘I want nothing in return’ in that there log.” He slapped the chosen place.
“Well, fine then. Just so long as we understand each other.”
“I’m pretty sure we do. There’s the bedroom.” He pointed toward the door. “There’s the stove. I can light it now if you think it’s too chilly in here, though likely you would then roast like trussed chickens. There’s food in the cupboard. Not much. I’ll be back with more in the morning. The place is yours.”
He headed for the door, which was all of three steps away, and Red bolted out of his way. He stopped to give her a long, steady look.
She lowered her head and mumbled something that sounded vaguely like “thank you.”
He nodded briskly and stepped outside. “Call your sister. I’m going to put out the fire.”
At her call, Belle dashed past him to join Red.
He carried the dishes to the cabin and set them in a pot without any comment, then grabbed a shovel from the corner.
Smacking out the lingering flames and covering the embers with dirt allowed him take care of most of his frustration.
He wondered if rescuing this pair would in any way ease his guilt about having left his own family, or if he had bitten off more than he cared to chew.
Chapter Four
Red and Belle stood silent and motionless as Ward called from outside, “Goodbye. Be safe.”
Red knew Belle didn’t breathe any louder than she did as they listened to him stomp away from the cabin. As the sound faded she strained, but couldn’t tell if she still heard his footsteps in the distance or if it was the pounding of her blood against her eardrums. So she waited, not daring to move until she was certain. It seemed he had truly left, and her breath whistled out.
“Is he gone?” Belle whispered.
“Yes.” Thankfully. She was grateful for his help. Truly she was. But she didn’t plan to accept more than she was forced to.
“Are you glad?” Belle asked, easing away from the dark corner as if still uncertain it was safe to do so.
“We’re finally on our own. Just you and me.” Apart from Linette and Eddie up the hill, a cookhouse and cowboys across the road and Ward, no doubt, flitting back and forth. She would have much preferred Ward’s isolated cabin, but this would do for now.
“I’m glad, too.” Belle turned to study the room. “We gonna sleep here?”
“Yup. Just the two of us. Let’s have a look around.” The room held a small stove that would serve as a kitchen range as well as a welcome source of heat on cold nights. There was a tiny table, two chairs, a shelf with a few supplies and a bookcase with a few odds and ends. There was another doorway and they went to the small bedroom.
Belle edged over to the bed and touched it. “How long we staying here?”
Red crossed to Belle’s side, perched on the bed and caught her sister’s chin. “Honey, we need some place until I can come up with a plan. But as soon as I do, we’ll leave. We’ll find a place on our own where we’ll always be safe and always together.”
Belle’s gaze clung to Red’s. She could see her little sister wanted to believe in a future that held promise and possibility. Understood her hesitation to do so. Her faith in good things had been shattered in the past few months.
Red pulled Belle to her lap and held her tight. “We got away from Thorton and Old Mike. They’re both in jail and will never hurt us again.”
“They’ll stay in jail forever?”
“I hope so. But long enough they won’t bother us again.”
“Red, he prayed. He said we could trust God.”
She heard the wistful note in her sister’s voice and understood Belle referred to Ward.
How was she to deal with this? She had no trust left. Not for God and certainly not for any man. But how could she admit she felt God had abandoned them and rob Belle of any hope? On the other hand, she didn’t want her to trust anyone but themselves for their future. She closed her eyes and tried to marshal her thoughts together. It took too much effort, made her head ache. She’d deal with the matter later.
Belle looked intently into Red’s face. “You don’t like him, do you?”
The question startled Red. There was something about Ward that got under her skin like a red, itchy rash. His insistence on helping even though it was evident he didn’t care a whole lot about her. The way he took objection to her comments. Yes, they might have been a little barbed, but she couldn’t help it. It had become part of her armor. Yet, despite his contrary ways, he exuded strength beyond the power in his arms. It came from deep inside him. Born, perhaps, out of his own pain and experience. She had to respect that. Might even find it slightly appealing.
But she could not let herself like him. To like a man, she would have to trust him, and she could not, would not, ever again trust a man.
Belle waited patiently for her answer.
“Honey, we don’t know him well enough to have much of an opinion about him.”
Taking her cues from Red, Belle sighed. “Too bad he’s a man. Otherwise I might like him.”
Laughing at her little sister’s wisdom, Red hugged her tight. “Let’s check out the bed.” She pulled Belle down beside her and they flopped backward on the furs. “I think we’ll be very comfortable.” Sharing a narrow bed with her sister was not going to be difficult. Having her so close, she could feel her breathing would comfort her.
They returned to the other room and examined