A Babe In The Woods. Cara ColterЧитать онлайн книгу.
of him. That he was a long way from the boy who had grown up on a ranch in Wyoming and that he would do anything to find his way back to that kind of simplicity.
Was that how he had found his way here?
No. There was nothing simple about him being here. With a baby who was not his.
“So,” she said casually, “what did you do after you left the ranch?”
He came out of the corral, his face completely closed now, hefted the pack boxes, one in each hand, and went back toward the cabin. “This and that,” he said. “Saw the world. You know.”
But she didn’t. And she knew he would not tell her anything further. In this little two-step they were doing to see who could get whose guard down further, she suspected she had just lost round one. She was determined to keep her mouth shut and her eyes open.
Supper was ready in short order. He took over completely, managing the cranky stove like an old hand. Canned stew and biscuits, coffee, strong and hot, and tinned peaches afterward.
“You’re used to doing this,” she commented.
“Cooking?” he asked.
“Making do. Roughing it.”
“This isn’t what I would call roughing it,” he said, and then looked like he regretted saying it, as if it was a crime to reveal even the tiniest little things about himself to her.
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