Chapter 20
JARED’S TEMPER WAS already boiling over by the time he reached his front door. He entered his house, which was still somewhat in disarray from last night’s party, slammed his gear down on a chair in the front room and charged straight for his bedroom. Unfortunately, Lorelei was having a late breakfast in the dining room that was just to the left of the front room.
Chapter 19
J – A – R – E – D! cried Winifred, startled by her son’s unexpected presence in her home.
“What are you doing here?”
“Aren’t I welcomed in your home, anymore, mother?” Continue reading
Chapter 18
JARED WAS WORRIED. What the hell was he going to do about Lorelei? He hadn’t meant to be such an ass, but Lorelei’s claim of being pregnant had scared the hell out of him. Her being here, and pregnant, threatened to destroy everything he’d sacrificed so much to obtain. Continue reading
Chapter 17
RANDALL CRAWFORD hugged a gigantic ponderosa pine, as a protective covering, while he eavesdropped on Lorelei and Jared.
It seemed to him that things were not going well for the future Mrs. Jared Anderson owing to the fact that the groom had no intention what-so-ever of becoming her husband. At one point the future Mrs. Anderson picked up a rock and hurled it at her groom causing the powerful stallion he rode to rear up and nearly stomp her into the ground if it had not been for the quick thinking of its rider. His swift action had caused Randall some confusion since the young man seemed determined not to marry Miss Hansmueller. One strike of the horse’s powerful hooves would have solved young Anderson’s problem.
But one man’s problem was another man’s solution, thought Randall as he made his way quickly back down the hill to a point where he could safely turn around and pretend that he had been searching for the young woman, who because of her unfamiliarity with the area, was most likely lost.
When he heard the swishing sound of her feet on the thick carpet of pine needles, Randall began calling out, “Miss Hansmueller! Lorelei Hansmueller!”
“Here, cried Lorelei in response.
“Oh Miss Hansmueller. You gave me such a fright.”
“How. sir?”
“When I saw you leave the party I thought you were just stepping outside for a bit of fresh air but then you were gone for so long, I thought perhaps you’d gone into the forest and gotten yourself lost.”
“I’m not unfamiliar with how to find my way, sir.” Answered Lorelei her cheeks flushed a bright red from her argument with Jared.
Forgive my presumptions, Miss Hansmuller but I thought you a beautiful damsel in distress and I very much hoped that I might rescue you,” teased Randall bowing ceremoniously.
“Well, sir, Thank you for your grand gesture, but I’m afraid I’m not in need of rescuing, at the moment, stated Lorelei, brushing past Crawford.
“Perhaps not,” said Crawford running behind her and grasping her arm firmly. “But please, Miss Hansmueller, permit me to escort you back to the party.”
“If you insist.”
“I do, mademoiselle. I do.” He said smiling maliciously.
Lorelei blushed even redder at the well chosen barb.
By
Eliza D. Ankum
Author of
Flight 404
Ruby Sanders
STALKED! By Voices
OneThreeThirteen
Dancing With The Fat Woman
Jared Anderson 