Kelsey’s laugh filled the room an hour later after Mikel told her about her brother's offer.“Told ya. Classic Killian. Can never tell a lie like Abe and is too good to be true like Steve Rodgers. I love that big lug of a brother.” she said coming down from her laugh high. She was on the floor playing with the dogs while Mikel got dressed. Knowing the spins to be made she opted for denim Vans shoes to match the white cotton summer dress and light denim jacket. Kels already French braided her hair and chose her earrings. “He made me laugh so much in that little space of time. I’m thankful. I'm basically a stranger yet he put forth this honest offer,” Mikel said sincerely. “I’m glad. I know it won’t always be like this but just know you now have another person in your corner.” “Yeah.”She sent her friend a smile and proceeded to pack a bag for the day. It was nearing ten, the appointment was at 11 so they will have enough time to relax. “What are you going to do?” she asked. “Gonna g
After the comforting hug Killian gave her and the delivery of their meals, they ate in comfortable silence each lost in their own thoughts. Now knowing for sure that she was pregnant with Dominic’s child she needed to focus on how to tell his parents and her mother. To them, their children’s marriage was just a business deal they didn’t expect both of them to find a mutual attraction to each other. Mikel smiled sadly remembering how his long blonde hair will brush her cheeks when he kissed her goodbye the day before her birthday. They made love all night and it was her day off. “My Mikky,” he whispered against her lips in the most reverent way. “My Nicky.” she returned sleepily. In her sleep haze, she saw how his brown eyes soften when she smiled at him. Somehow she knew they always told each other their love for each other in those endearments. “Hurry back.” “For you, I will.” She didn’t realize she was crying till she felt a napkin brushing her cheek. Looking up she saw Killian r
Back home, at last, nearing dinner time, Killian sent Mikel to rest while he prepared a quick dinner for them both. The dogs were already fed and a note from Kelsey was stuck on the fridge. He smiled at the contents, his little sister was out on a date. He noticed how much more carefree she was now and her eyes were so bright but soften whenever her man's name was mentioned. Corey dutifully introduced himself to Killian and made promises to care for Kelsey and assured him that he was very much in love with her. He couldn't put a stop to that, Kelsey deserved love and happiness, starting a family of her own. He was out for the count, the dreams he had of having a child to carry on his name were crushed. Killian slammed the knife he was using onto the marble countertop and took quick deep breaths, why did he stray to those thoughts? Once upon a time, he had those dreams with the woman who held his heart only for it to be sliced and diced and given back to him on a silver platter. It w
It was his early times during his recovery, confined to a hospital bed with restraints that he failed to deduct what was real or not. He asked for the light to be kept on when he was still fearful that they will come to finish him off in the night. Consult after consult and techniques he was finally able to see that he was safe but that didn't stop him from always being on his guard. He had flashes of those bad memories that surfaced during the day. Not wanting to embarrass himself by screaming bloody murder in front of the hands or hurting one of them he took up one-man jobs or duties that took him away from the main circuit. The Drummond estate was big enough for a man to get lost. There was the main house, the bunkhouse for the ranch hands, and the foreman and housekeeper had their own cottages near the bunkhouse. The paddock and stable for the competition horses (Kelsey's area) and their training areas were joined to their homes, similar ones for both workhorses and the ones the
They were back. He didn't expect them back again so soon after the beating he endured earlier that day. The cell was dark but how can they see him? He struggled to move his arms in an effort to get away. The little strength that was in them was of no use but he needed to move. Get in the corner. NOW!! He shouted those words at himself to get moving but his body wasn't cooperating. They were extremely close why can't he move? They were touching him. NO!! They will open back those crude stitches. Killian's mind was screaming for him to move but he just couldn't. His captors' hands were now in his hair, his body tensed waiting for the sharp tug to be thrown violently against the wall. A whimper escaped him. Scared that this will be his last fight. He wanted to give up. Can he give up? Please, stop, he cried out inwardly. STOP! LET ME GO! FREE ME NOW! I KNOW NOTHING! Can they hear him? Did he scream? It has been a long time since he spoke or have a sip of water. When will this
Killian felt like a thief in his own home but he had no one to blame but himself. Since he woke up from what he learned, a sedated sleep, he never left his room. At the moment he was slowly and soundlessly making his way down the stairs towards the kitchen. He was forced to find his own dinner after Mama Roarke refused to deliver his meal. It was nice that she wasn’t treating him any differently. Kelsey and himself were never spoiled so her bringing his lunch to his room earlier in the day was a big no.In the kitchen, his eyes narrowed to the drying rack filled with dishes and plates. The plates had an extra number and the dishes were the amount big enough for a small dinner party. Was there a dinner guest? Maybe Kelsey’s beau was here.“There’s a plate for you in the oven. It was just turned off so the plate will be hot.” The soft, melodic voice of Mikel reached his ears. After their last encounter, he was terribly embarrassed and sorry for his behavior. He couldn’t face her just ye
The next morning both Kelsey and Mikel came to an abrupt halt at the kitchen entrance. Standing in his ranch clothes was Killian flipping pancakes and checking on the sausages on the stove. He probably sensed their entry when he looked over his shoulder and gave them a hesitant smile. Slowly the two took their seats and watched him in surprise. "Morning you two," he said lowly."Hey." That was their reply in unisonKelsey was hesitant to ask and nudged Mikel to do it. She was still uneasy about what happened to him. The thought of someone willfully hurting her brother made her angry and nauseous at the same time. "How are you?" Mikel asked. She expected a shrug or brush off but not the warm smile on his face. Her body relaxed upon seeing his beautiful smile and the way his blue eyes shone on his handsome face."I slept through the night. I actually followed the prescription.""You weren't before?" she pressed, fully turning to him while he finished the pancakes. Worrying and caring ab
Working in a diner in a cowboy town wasn't the first choice for Betty Ann Duboir. She had big dreams of living in a big house and always being catered to. Heck her last name was even more glamorous than the town of Whispering Creek. Her family was your typical blue-collar folks who were still paying a mortgage on a double-level wrap-around porch house. A typical home in those parts. What she didn't like in her years of a kid and then as a teenager was tending farm animals. They had a smaller variety of hens, two cows, and a horse that helped till the small plot of land. She hated getting dirty and being around filthy animals. Menial work was for people beneath her, people who lacked sufficient education .and grew up below the middle class. As for her, she had the beauty, temperament, and standards of living above those means; she deserved the best.She never hid her loathing for that life. When other girls were helping their folks with ranching, she was making her way to the