Welcome- my Tuesday Tale is my prequel to Texas Haven
Copyright 2013 kathleen ball
Burke leaned against the doorframe, His arms were folded and his shoulders and neck were so tense to the point of hurting. Why didn’t she answer her cell? There was no note, no message on his cell and his truck was gone. He expected his wife to be home. He shook his head. Maybe that was a bit extreme. Of course she’d have reason to run into town, if that’s where she went.
Where could she be? His gut clenched wondering if she had gone shopping again. They never did get a chance to talk about her spending. Maybe she wasn’t answering because it wasn’t the phone she wanted. Instead of an expensive one he gave her one of the ranch cells. She could text and make calls, all that extra stuff wasn’t needed.
He dismissed that thought, she wasn’t like that. She was kind and giving. There was the little matter of her not knowing how to cook but Mrs. Harvy would teach her. He rubbed the back of his neck and closed his eyes. Was this the way his father felt every time his mother left?
Alice was happy here wasn’t she? He looked across the yard. His barn was in better condition than his house. The edges of his lips tilted upward. He spent more time in the barn than in the house. He’d see about getting the house painted. Maybe he’d invite Ted and Sherry over this weekend. Alice was sure to like Sherry. Having a friend would make her happy and smooth things over.
A big dust cloud followed his truck as it came closer. She was in a hurry to get home. The tension from his neck and shoulders eased. He pushed his body away from the doorframe and went down the steps to help her down from the truck. He smiled at her and his heart opened at her returning smile.
He lifted her slender body down, sliding her against him. Her eyes widened the minute she slid against his arousal. Leaning down he nibbled her neck. She was vanilla and honey, his favorites.
She pushed against him with her hands and stepped back. “Missed me?” The promise in her eyes and her flirty smile teased him.
He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. “I was more worried. You didn’t answer your phone and you didn’t leave me a message or note. I didn’t know where you went.”
Her smile faded and her stare grew cold. “I’m supposed to report my whereabouts to you at all time?”
He’d stepped in it now. “No, that’s not what I mean. I couldn’t find you and I wasted a good portion of my day trying to get a hold of you.”
Alice crossed her arms tightly over her chest. “Let me get this straight. I wasted your day by not being here.” Her voice grew shrill.
He jammed his hands in his pockets. How does every conversation get so turned around? He gave her a long look. “I’m glad you’re home and safe.” He broke eye contact with her and walked to the barn. He had more than enough to keep him busy until sundown. He shook his head. Were all women like this?
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