Welcome to Tuesday Tales- Today is the continuation of readers favorite
Evil Alice- the prequel to Texas Haven
His jaw ached from clenching it tight for so long. The disarray of his office confounded him. He slammed the papers he held on the desk. One of his bulls wouldn’t have made such a mess. The urge to wring her neck consumed him and it took all of his control to stay in his office. She must be out of her mind.
He slumped into his chair and reread the papers, a statement from the back. How the hell did one woman spend two thousand dollars in one day? If the stores names were any indication, she bought herself some useless expensive clothes. Damn it! This is a working ranch. With a guttural roar he threw the papers across the floor.
His body tensed at the knock on the door. He didn’t say a word hoping she would go away. She had the audacity to enter uninvited. He glared at her and her returning glare threw him. “Usually you wait for an invite before you come storming into a room.”
She muttered under her breath.
“What was that? I didn’t quite catch it.”
Alice marched in front of his desk and squared off with him. “I don’t know why you are in such a snit, but where I come from you are being rude and arrogant. I won’t stand for it. I expect an apology from you.”
Burke stared at her contorted expression. Was she out of her mind? “You expect-”
She put her hand up, palm facing him. “Stop right there. If your words don’t start with an I’m sorry, I don’t want to hear them.” The corners of her mouth turned down and she shook her head at him. She gave him one last glare and clomped out of the room.
He ran his fingers through his hair. That didn’t go as planned. How did he end up the bad guy in all this? They needed to come to some type of understanding. The credit card was canceled as soon as the bank called. Hopefully that would head off any more problems but she needed to take some of those clothes back. Bills need to be paid.
The whiskey on the sideboard enticed him. A good stiff drink would help him relax. Anything to relieve the aching knots in his shoulders and neck. He downed the shot as soon as he poured it. Another would be welcome but a clear head would be essential if he was going to deal with Alice.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He braced himself for the fight that was inevitable. Had he missed something? Why would she expect an apology?
The house was quiet. He expected crying or perhaps yelling. He walked into the family room and there she was on the couch with her arms folded and her chin tilted high. This was not going to be a friendly chat.
Burke cleared his throat. Alice didn’t look at him. Instead she pouted. His eyes widened, it was not attractive. What happened to the happy woman he married? He remained silent, he wasn’t about to apologize.
She turned her head and gave him a cold stare. “So, you’re sorry after all. I’m glad. I refuse to be taken for granted. I never measured up in my parents eyes but I thought I measured up to you. I never thought you’d be so mad at me. I just wanted to look pretty for you. I planned to go to town today to meet some new people and maybe make a friend or two.” Her chin trembled and her eyes grew wet.
Burke sat beside her on the couch and wrapped his arms around her. He was a sucker but his heart skipped a beat when her chin wobbled. His shirt quickly became tear soaked. He rubbed her back murmuring to her. A hard childhood explained her actions. The corners of his mouth turned up, she’d wanted to look pretty for him.
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