Runaway: The Sequel to Secrets, a sexy and dramatic western romance (Finding Love ~ THE OUTSIDER SERIES)

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Authors: Lorhainne Eckhart
arm around Diana’s shoulder and turned her the other way. “Andy , can I talk to you when you’re done with Laura?”
    Andy didn’t put Gabriel down as he faced Jed. “ When I’m done getting my wife to bed, I’ll come and talk to you.” He was irritated, and Jed must have understood, as he simply inclined his head and steered Diana back into the house.
    “Laura” was all Andy said before she let out an annoyed huff of air and walked as gracefully as a pregnant woman with twins could walk around him and up the stairs to the loft.
    “In bed , Laura,” he said.
    She sat on the edge of the lovely double bed. “Ouch.” She leaned over and pulled at her waistband.
    “What happened?” Andy set Gabriel down on the bed beside her.
    “That safety pin jabbed me ,” she muttered.
    “Well , take them off. I’ll get your pajamas.” He strode around the room. “Where are your pajamas, anyway?”
    “Over there in that duffle bag. I haven’t unpacked anything yet, as we just moved in.” Laura pointed to a plain wooden kitchen chair, where a worn green duffle bag sat.
    Andy didn’t say a word as he rummaged in the bag and pulled out a worn cotton nightgown with blue flowers on it. He heard a squeak on the bed as Laura started toward him. “Sit down, Laura. I’ll bring it over.”
    “I still need to get changed.”
    Andy handed her the nightgown, and she started toward the bathroom. “Laura, change right here, honey. Gabriel and I’ll give you some privacy. Or do you need some help?”
    She blushed and shook her head , and he smiled to himself, as he’d forgotten how shy she was. She’d never walked around naked. She always pulled on her housecoat after a shower or bath, and she always wore a nightgown to bed. Even though he removed it, she always pulled it on before getting out of bed.
    Andy carried Gabriel down the stairs and out the open door into the barn. The horses were out in the pasture, and this was the first time in months that he had a chance to see all the updates that Neil, Jed’s brother, had started in the barn and that Jed had finished. Six stalls for six horses, with the fresh smell of wood, manure, and hay. He loved the smell, always had. But you had to love horses and this way of life, as he’d heard from city people who wrinkled their noses and nearly gagged from the pungent odor.
    “What do you think , bud? Is your mama changed by now?” Andy put Gabriel down and held his hand.
    “Yes ,” he said as he beamed up at Andy.
    “You’re talking much better ,” Andy said. He was, since he hadn’t said a word until Andy married Laura and found him the right help. He held the little boy’s hand and started up the stairs. “Laura, we’re coming back up. Are you changed?”
    The bed squeaked. “Yes.”
    Gabriel clomped noisily up the wooden steps, and it echoed. Andy realized Laura wouldn’t get much rest, listening to that. Gabriel raced straight to Laura, who was perched on the bed in the thin nightgown, one he’d never seen before. It looked worn and old, much like the clothes she had on earlier.
    “Mama , hungry.” Gabriel started to climb on the bed.
    “Whoa , bud, just a second. Hop down. Let your mom get some rest.” Andy lifted Gabriel off the bed at the same time that Laura slid off. “Laura, stay in bed.” Andy set Gabriel on the floor beside the bed.
    “ He’s hungry. I need to feed him. It’s getting late, and I’m hungry, too.”
    Andy set his hands this time on her shoulders. “No . Back to bed. I’ll feed Gabriel and you, too.” He glanced over at the tiny kitchen that held a new fridge, a stove, a kitchen sink, and one long countertop. It was very nice, doable. When he faced Laura, she was frowning at him with an odd look.
    “Andy , do you even know how to cook?” she asked.
    The fact of the matter was that he’d never been allowed in the kitchen at the Friessen mansion to cook. Yes, he’d gone in and made a sandwich, heated soup, but anyone could do

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