think you and Gordie deserve to have this next
week locked away in this house on the mountain. So I will gracefully consider
your offer but regretfully decline it.”
Steve laughed. “Was I that obvious?”
“No, but the sparks that fly between you two are sure to
singe my hair if I stand too close.” She grinned. “Go get the plow ready so we
can get this show on the road.”
He wasn’t sure which one of them was more surprised when he
pulled her into his arms for a hug. Kat remained stiff for a second before
giving him one quick squeeze and breaking free.
“I’m glad you two finally got together. Gordie deserves to
be happy and you’re the one man I know who’ll make sure she will be.”
She strode from the room before he could comment. His chest
tightened and his heart beat hard against his sternum. That Kat thought he was
good for Doc pleased him way more than he thought it should. He’d never
considered anyone’s opinion important. The only person he’d ever set out to
please was Doc and he’d screwed that up in so many ways he’d often thought he
didn’t deserve her. But Kat’s faith in him made him feel worthy and Steve would
do everything in his power to prove her right.
Steve headed for the garage. He found Brogan, Quinn and Dale
already there, struggling to fit the snow plow to the front of his truck.
Glancing through the open roller door he saw they’d already shoveled the
driveway and turn-around so he could get the truck out.
“How the fuck does this thing go on?” Brogan asked.
“With great difficulty, but it shouldn’t be too hard with
all of us here. Normally it’s just me that fits it,” Steve said.
“Why isn’t it on already? You usually have this thing on
from late November or early December.” Quinn stood straight. “I can’t get that
thing to lock in.”
“We haven’t had as much snow this year.” Steve bent down to
adjust a bracket on the front of his truck. “There, that should do it.”
They worked together and quickly had the single-blade plow
fitted for the trip to town. He’d leave it on now, until late February, that
way he’d be able to get to and from town without much trouble. Since he’d moved
into his house he no longer had direct access to the town plow, it was kept in
a storage shed behind the community center and Harry was now in charge of
clearing the main streets in Whispering Springs.
“Ready?” Dale asked.
“As I’ll ever be,” Steve answered.
“We’ll all go to Doc’s house. The women can help her get
some things together to bring back here and we’ll take a look around,” Brogan
said.
“Thanks.”
“Don’t thank me, Steve. I should have killed the bastard
when we caught him. Instead I did the right thing and had him exiled.” Brogan’s
fists clenched at his sides.
“You weren’t the only one who had your hands on him that
day. And remember I didn’t rip his throat out even though I knew what had
happened to Doc up here last May.” Steve had almost given in to the need to
hurt Marcus that day, but he hadn’t.
“Water under the bridge. What if’s will eat you alive if you
let them, best to move on and learn from your mistakes.” Dale walked over to
the door to the house. “I’ll tell the women we’re ready to go whenever they
are.”
“So what’s going on between our sheriff and Tatum?” Quinn
asked.
“No idea. I asked Doc before and she’s as clueless as I am,”
Steve said.
“She’s a tough little thing, stood up to him without batting
an eyelid.” Brogan pulled his keys out of his pocket. “Never thought I’d see
that. Most run a mile and it’s not his size that frightens people, it’s the don’t
come near me vibe he gives off.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. He’s been like that all his
life but it’s worse since he returned from the city,” Quinn added.
Steve could understand that. The thought of living in the
city for years put him in a bad mood, never mind actually living there.
week locked away in this house on the mountain. So I will gracefully consider
your offer but regretfully decline it.”
Steve laughed. “Was I that obvious?”
“No, but the sparks that fly between you two are sure to
singe my hair if I stand too close.” She grinned. “Go get the plow ready so we
can get this show on the road.”
He wasn’t sure which one of them was more surprised when he
pulled her into his arms for a hug. Kat remained stiff for a second before
giving him one quick squeeze and breaking free.
“I’m glad you two finally got together. Gordie deserves to
be happy and you’re the one man I know who’ll make sure she will be.”
She strode from the room before he could comment. His chest
tightened and his heart beat hard against his sternum. That Kat thought he was
good for Doc pleased him way more than he thought it should. He’d never
considered anyone’s opinion important. The only person he’d ever set out to
please was Doc and he’d screwed that up in so many ways he’d often thought he
didn’t deserve her. But Kat’s faith in him made him feel worthy and Steve would
do everything in his power to prove her right.
Steve headed for the garage. He found Brogan, Quinn and Dale
already there, struggling to fit the snow plow to the front of his truck.
Glancing through the open roller door he saw they’d already shoveled the
driveway and turn-around so he could get the truck out.
“How the fuck does this thing go on?” Brogan asked.
“With great difficulty, but it shouldn’t be too hard with
all of us here. Normally it’s just me that fits it,” Steve said.
“Why isn’t it on already? You usually have this thing on
from late November or early December.” Quinn stood straight. “I can’t get that
thing to lock in.”
“We haven’t had as much snow this year.” Steve bent down to
adjust a bracket on the front of his truck. “There, that should do it.”
They worked together and quickly had the single-blade plow
fitted for the trip to town. He’d leave it on now, until late February, that
way he’d be able to get to and from town without much trouble. Since he’d moved
into his house he no longer had direct access to the town plow, it was kept in
a storage shed behind the community center and Harry was now in charge of
clearing the main streets in Whispering Springs.
“Ready?” Dale asked.
“As I’ll ever be,” Steve answered.
“We’ll all go to Doc’s house. The women can help her get
some things together to bring back here and we’ll take a look around,” Brogan
said.
“Thanks.”
“Don’t thank me, Steve. I should have killed the bastard
when we caught him. Instead I did the right thing and had him exiled.” Brogan’s
fists clenched at his sides.
“You weren’t the only one who had your hands on him that
day. And remember I didn’t rip his throat out even though I knew what had
happened to Doc up here last May.” Steve had almost given in to the need to
hurt Marcus that day, but he hadn’t.
“Water under the bridge. What if’s will eat you alive if you
let them, best to move on and learn from your mistakes.” Dale walked over to
the door to the house. “I’ll tell the women we’re ready to go whenever they
are.”
“So what’s going on between our sheriff and Tatum?” Quinn
asked.
“No idea. I asked Doc before and she’s as clueless as I am,”
Steve said.
“She’s a tough little thing, stood up to him without batting
an eyelid.” Brogan pulled his keys out of his pocket. “Never thought I’d see
that. Most run a mile and it’s not his size that frightens people, it’s the don’t
come near me vibe he gives off.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. He’s been like that all his
life but it’s worse since he returned from the city,” Quinn added.
Steve could understand that. The thought of living in the
city for years put him in a bad mood, never mind actually living there.
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