Tuesday Tales- A Place Where Books are Born
Thank you for taking the time to visit my blog- My tale is the prequel to my published book Texas Haven- hope you enjoy it
Later that evening, tired, stiff and filthy Burke walked through the kitchen door. He accomplished a lot but ranch work was never done. Alice sat on a kitchen chair, tapping her foot and glaring at him. He might have cared if he wasn’t shrouded in exhaustion. He ignored her and walked up the stairs, leaving a trail of mud behind him. He’d catch hell for it but too bad.
He stripped and jumped into the shower luxuriating under the wave of hot spray. He closed his eyes remembering a certain shower he’d taken with Alice. A repeat performance would be great but he wasn’t going to hold his breath.
He needed was a way to fix things between them. Marriage was a forever deal and loving each other was a part of that deal. His stomach flipped. He loved her and he wasn’t sure how to make her happy. Burke dried himself off and put on a pair of jeans. He grabbed a button up denim shirt and put his arms in the sleeves. Maybe he should just leave it unbuttoned. Alice like his chest. His jeans grew tight just thinking about her. She was in his blood.
Burke stood at the entryway to the kitchen and stared at Alice. Her elbows were on the table and her face was in her hands. His heart sank when one of her tears hit the table. Crying women were not his specialty. Sighing he walked into the kitchen.
Alice’s head snapped up and she gazed at him. Tears streamed down her face and the misery he saw in her expression melted his heart.
He strode to her and took her small hand in his. He pulled her up and drew her against him, wrapping his arms around her. Stroking her back, he let her cry it out. He didn’t know the right words to say. Hopefully it wouldn’t get any more awkward.
Her sobs began to subside and if he could have yelled halleluiah he would have. Maybe they could talk. They still needed to discuss money and accountability. He let go of her and cupped her wobbly chin in his hand. Her distress troubled him. Leaning down he kissed her eyelids, and wiped away the last of her tears with his thumb.
Alice stared at him and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I’m not usually a crier.”
He gave her what he hoped was a tender smile and led her into the family room. They sat on the couch side by side. “Do you think maybe you’re pregnant?”
The horror on her face took him by surprise. “I certainly hope not. I don’t like children.”
He wanted to throw up. “I thought we were going to have a family.” His chest tightened and breathing became hard.
Her dismissive laughter was an arrow to his heart. “I don’t know where you’d get an idea like that.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Lots of people don’t have kids.” Alice reached out and stroked his chest. “Aren’t I enough for you?”
He knew a trick question when he heard one. Damned if he agreed, damned if he didn’t. “I love you Alice.” His throat ached.
“You do?” Her face brightened. “Thank you, that is so sweet.”
At any other time her smile would have made his heart sing, but not now. He grabbed her wandering hand and took it off his chest. Holding on to it he waited for her to return his love. His hopes dashed as silence loomed. Burke let her hand go and stood. He walked to the front window and stared out into the darkness.
“Is something wrong Burke?”
He turned toward her but avoided eye contact. “I’m just tired. I’m going to sleep.” Would she get the hint? He headed upstairs hoping that he fell asleep before she came up.
Thank you for reading- the two other books in the series are--
Texas Haven and Ryelee's Cowboy
Available on Amazon
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