The Twins' Family Christmas. Lee Tobin McClain
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Название: The Twins' Family Christmas

Автор: Lee Tobin McClain

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Эротическая литература

Серия: Redemption Ranch

isbn: 9781474086387

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СКАЧАТЬ might have a little something for you two girls as well.” Long John reached a shaky hand down to pat Skye’s head, then Sunny’s.

      “I’m going to pull the truck down to Cabin Five so we can unload,” Carson said. “Girls, hop back in.”

      “But we want to go pet Rockette,” Skye complained.

      “And see Mr. Long John’s Christmas tree,” Sunny added, then looked up at the older man, her forehead wrinkling. “Do you have a Christmas tree?”

      “If you don’t,” Skye said, “you can come see ours, when we get it set up.”

      “Maybe you can come help!” Sunny suggested. “Daddy, can he?”

      “I’m fine. I’ve got a little Norfolk Island pine in a pot.” Long John chuckled at the girls’ enthusiasm and waved Carson toward the row of cabins. “Go ahead, get unpacked and settled. I’ll entertain these two for half an hour, maybe fix ’em some hot chocolate.”

      “Can we, Daddy?” Skye pleaded.

      Carson drew in a breath to say no, not wanting to put Long John to the trouble, but just in time, he caught the eagerness in the older man’s eyes. Long John didn’t have any kids or grandkids of his own, and his worsening Parkinson’s disease made it difficult for him to get out.

      He glanced over at Long John’s cabin and noticed an accessibility ramp in front, its raw, light-colored wood a contrast to the old cabin’s dark hue. That was new.

      “You girls can visit,” he said. “But behave and do what Mr. Long John says.”

      “Yay!” Sunny ran toward Long John’s cabin.

      “Wait!” Skye called sharply after her twin. She walked beside Long John at a sedate pace, glancing over her shoulder to make sure that Carson had noticed her considerate behavior.

      He had, of course, and he gave her a thumbs-up. It was such a blessing, these older veterans becoming a part of his girls’ lives. The twins had no local grandparents, but these men filled the gap, just as the girls filled a gap in Long John’s life.

      He let the truck glide down the road to Cabin Five. Got out and opened the back hatch...and stopped.

      At the cabin next door, kneeling to catch a photo of the sun sinking over the Sangre de Cristos, was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

      Well, the second-most beautiful. He could never forget his wife’s glossy golden hair, her sparkling eyes. He’d never stopped loving her, even through the arguments and the emotional distance and the absences.

      He’d never thought he would notice another woman. But he was sure noticing this one.

      Was this Penny’s niece? If so...wow.

      Clad in worn, snug-fitting jeans and a blue parka, the blonde was focusing so closely on what she was doing that she paid him no attention.

      Not that a woman who looked like that would pay someone like him any attention. Pam—popular, fun-loving Pam—had been the amazing exception, the girl a former nerdy weakling would never have expected to attract.

      “Daddy!” Sunny’s voice sounded behind him, out of breath and upset.

      He turned to see her running toward him, covering the rocky dirt road at breakneck speed. “Slow down, sweetie! What’s wrong?”

      “Daddy!” She hurtled into him and bounced back, grabbing his hand. “Mr. Long John is hurt!”

      He dropped the bags he was carrying and turned toward Long John’s cabin. “Where’s Skye?”

      “She’s sitting with him. Come on!”

      Carson ran beside her, their breath making fog clouds in the cold air. He should never have left the girls alone with a man in Long John’s condition, even if he had seemed fine just a few minutes ago.

      Running footsteps sounded behind him, then beside. “Which cabin?” the blonde woman asked. She was carrying a large first aid kit, and she lifted it to show him. “I overheard. Might be able to help.”

      “First one in the row.” He gestured toward it.

      “Daddy... I can’t...run any...more.” Sunny slowed beside him, panting, so he stopped to pick her up as the woman jogged ahead.

      Now he could see Long John sitting on the bottom porch step, Skye beside him. The older man was conscious and upright, which was reassuring. When the blonde woman reached him, she knelt, spoke and then started pawing through her first aid kit.

      Carson reached the trio a moment later and swung Sunny to the ground. “What’s going on? Everyone okay?”

      “I’m taking care of him,” Skye said, patting Long John’s arm.

      “That you are, sweetie.” Long John reached as if to put an arm around her and winced.

      “I wouldn’t move that arm just now, sir,” the blonde woman said. Something about the cadence of her words spelled military. So this most likely was Penny’s niece.

      “Good point.” Long John looked ruefully up at Carson. “I’m okay, it’s just the Parkinson’s getting worse. Affects my balance sometimes. I hit the edge of the porch wrong and went down. Bumped myself up and got a nasty splinter.”

      “He was spozed to use the ramp,” Sunny explained, “but he didn’t think he needed it.”

      “What’s Parkinson’s?” Skye asked.

      “It’s a disease that affects your muscles.” As Long John went on with a simple explanation, Carson breathed a sigh of relief. His girls were okay, and Long John was, too, from the looks of things.

      Penny’s niece—Lily, her name was—had Long John’s arm out of his parka and was using tweezers to remove the splinter. Once that was done, she swabbed the older man’s hand with something from a clear bottle.

      When she glanced back and saw Carson watching, she frowned and nodded toward the porch. “This porch isn’t in great shape, especially for someone with mobility issues.”

      Carson nodded. “They’ve been gradually upgrading their structures here, as money permits. Looks like this place should move to the top of the list.” The struggling ranch was getting back on its feet—they all hoped—but it would take time to recover from the embezzlement it’d suffered earlier this year.

      Meanwhile, while Carson was here, he’d try his hand at shoring up Long John’s old porch.

      “Good idea.” Lily gave him a brief smile and he sucked in his breath. No woman would ever be as beautiful as Pam, but this one, with her slim figure and short, wavy hair and lively eyes, came close.

      Not that he was interested.

      And certainly, not that she would be.

      Carson focused back in on the conversation among Long John and his daughters.

      “Could СКАЧАТЬ