to pull his eyes from the delightful girl sitting across from him. Sammy didn't look nearly as disheveled as she did. Flour covered her body from head to toe, every time she moved a puff of white came from somewhere. A glob of bread dough, pie crust, or perhaps butter, smeared one cheek, while a long, black streak stretched down the other. All of it made her look more adorable than anything he'd ever seen.
Her hard work had paid off. The meal was delicious. At least what he'd tasted so far and the pie sitting beside his plate looked close to perfect. The neat and clean kitchen might have made him wonder if she'd conjured up the meal if she didn't look like she'd just fought a war with a flour tornado.
"I'm sorry I wasn't up when you left this morning. I didn't realize you got up so early. I'll be up tomorrow to make you breakfast." Her soft voice broke his thoughts. Kid resumed eating, savoring each mouthful. "That's not necessary. I can manage my own breakfast. Besides, I won't have to leave as early tomorrow."
"Where did you have to go today?" she asked.
"I rode over to my mother's."
The fork stalled near her mouth. "Oh, how are your mother and brothers?"
"Good, I helped the boys fix a hub on one of the wagons." He took a second helping of roast and potatoes. 99
Shotgun Bride [The Quinter Brides Book One]
by Lauri Robinson
"That was nice of you."
She chewed her food very slowly. The way her brows pulled together as she stared at her plate made Kid wonder if thoughts of her brother filled her head. He'd have to bring up the subject. He lifted his fork and determined it could wait until after they ate. "Stephanie sent some things home for you."
"She did?" Her gaze lifted, clearly confused. "What sort of things?"
"They're out on the back porch. I'll carry them in when we're done. It's just some things that no longer fit her. She thought they might fit you."
"Clothes?" Her eyes sparkled. "Did she say if it's a dress?
Or maybe a nightgown?" She was almost breathless. He smiled, but warned, "Don't get too excited, they may not fit. She said she'd come over and show you how to alter them if you'd like."
"Really? Oh, that is so kind of her." Her smile was brighter than any morning sunrise he'd ever seen. Kid chuckled. "Night before last she held you at gun point. I wouldn't think you'd think she was kind after that."
"That was circumstantial." She shook her head. "You mustn't hold it against her."
He closed his gapping mouth. She really was quite unbelievable. A silly, happy feeling settle in his chest as he picked up his knife and asked, "Are you ready for a piece of this pie that looks good enough to eat?" She scooped the last morsels on her plate onto her fork.
"Yes, I think I am."
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Shotgun Bride [The Quinter Brides Book One]
by Lauri Robinson
The pie was as good as it looked. Kid had two pieces, making sure the first one hadn't just been teasing his taste buds. When they finished, she rose to clear the table. He patted his stomach. "You out did yourself, Jessie. Thank you, it really was delicious."
"You're welcome." She lifted the dishes from the table. "I have to admit, I was quite nervous when I started this morning. And I discovered I'm not a very neat cook."
"Oh?" He rose to help carry items from the table.
"Yes, had you come home this afternoon, I would have been embarrassed for you to see the mess I'd made." A cloud of white hung in her wake.
"Hmmm," he said, holding a chuckle. His foot bumped something, making him stumble. He caught his faltered steps and pulled his gaze from her cloudy trail to glance to the floor. "Sammy, move out of the way."
"No!" Dishes clattered into the sink before she rushed to the dog. "No, I promised he could lie there for being such a good dog today." She knelt to pat the wide, black head. Her nervous glance bounced between him and Sammy. "Didn't I boy?"
Sammy's tail thumped the floor. Kid frowned. She twisted, reaching for the dishes he held. "Here, I'll take
Her hard work had paid off. The meal was delicious. At least what he'd tasted so far and the pie sitting beside his plate looked close to perfect. The neat and clean kitchen might have made him wonder if she'd conjured up the meal if she didn't look like she'd just fought a war with a flour tornado.
"I'm sorry I wasn't up when you left this morning. I didn't realize you got up so early. I'll be up tomorrow to make you breakfast." Her soft voice broke his thoughts. Kid resumed eating, savoring each mouthful. "That's not necessary. I can manage my own breakfast. Besides, I won't have to leave as early tomorrow."
"Where did you have to go today?" she asked.
"I rode over to my mother's."
The fork stalled near her mouth. "Oh, how are your mother and brothers?"
"Good, I helped the boys fix a hub on one of the wagons." He took a second helping of roast and potatoes. 99
Shotgun Bride [The Quinter Brides Book One]
by Lauri Robinson
"That was nice of you."
She chewed her food very slowly. The way her brows pulled together as she stared at her plate made Kid wonder if thoughts of her brother filled her head. He'd have to bring up the subject. He lifted his fork and determined it could wait until after they ate. "Stephanie sent some things home for you."
"She did?" Her gaze lifted, clearly confused. "What sort of things?"
"They're out on the back porch. I'll carry them in when we're done. It's just some things that no longer fit her. She thought they might fit you."
"Clothes?" Her eyes sparkled. "Did she say if it's a dress?
Or maybe a nightgown?" She was almost breathless. He smiled, but warned, "Don't get too excited, they may not fit. She said she'd come over and show you how to alter them if you'd like."
"Really? Oh, that is so kind of her." Her smile was brighter than any morning sunrise he'd ever seen. Kid chuckled. "Night before last she held you at gun point. I wouldn't think you'd think she was kind after that."
"That was circumstantial." She shook her head. "You mustn't hold it against her."
He closed his gapping mouth. She really was quite unbelievable. A silly, happy feeling settle in his chest as he picked up his knife and asked, "Are you ready for a piece of this pie that looks good enough to eat?" She scooped the last morsels on her plate onto her fork.
"Yes, I think I am."
100
Shotgun Bride [The Quinter Brides Book One]
by Lauri Robinson
The pie was as good as it looked. Kid had two pieces, making sure the first one hadn't just been teasing his taste buds. When they finished, she rose to clear the table. He patted his stomach. "You out did yourself, Jessie. Thank you, it really was delicious."
"You're welcome." She lifted the dishes from the table. "I have to admit, I was quite nervous when I started this morning. And I discovered I'm not a very neat cook."
"Oh?" He rose to help carry items from the table.
"Yes, had you come home this afternoon, I would have been embarrassed for you to see the mess I'd made." A cloud of white hung in her wake.
"Hmmm," he said, holding a chuckle. His foot bumped something, making him stumble. He caught his faltered steps and pulled his gaze from her cloudy trail to glance to the floor. "Sammy, move out of the way."
"No!" Dishes clattered into the sink before she rushed to the dog. "No, I promised he could lie there for being such a good dog today." She knelt to pat the wide, black head. Her nervous glance bounced between him and Sammy. "Didn't I boy?"
Sammy's tail thumped the floor. Kid frowned. She twisted, reaching for the dishes he held. "Here, I'll take
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