Trent's Montana Bride (Sweet, clean Western Historical Romance)(Montana Ranchers and Brides series) by Maya Stirling Page A
Authors: Maya Stirling
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fabric. She briefly checked the fit, holding the dress across the front of her body. Trent's eyes lit up. Chloe felt a thrill of appreciation as he looked at her. It was a look of approval that gave her a brief moment of satisfaction.
"You'll look beautiful in that, Chloe," he said softly.
Chloe was taken aback. He'd called her beautiful!
"You mean the dress is beautiful," Chloe corrected him.
Trent leaned in slightly. "No. I mean you look beautiful," Chloe. His eyes narrowed. "And the dress just adds something to what's already there," Trent said quietly.
Chloe turned quickly away. She didn't want Trent to see the effect of his words on her. She went to the mirror at the far end of the parlor. Looking at her reflection she could see how lovely the dress looked. Whether she was beautiful wasn't for her to say. But the dress certainly took away some of the sadness that had been in Chloe's eyes for far too long.
Trent came and stood behind her. "See what I mean?"
Chloe smiled. "It's lovely. Trent. Thank you."
Chloe saw the satisfaction on Trent's face.
"Now. I've been thinking," Trent said placing both of his hands on her shoulders. Chloe felt a sudden rush of sensation at his touch. It was the first time she'd felt his hands on her like that. In the mirror she could see that her face had changed color.
"Evan needs his crib. My friend Nathan probably has one I could get my hands on. If you're willing to wait until tomorrow. I can go over to his ranch and get it. What do you think?"
Chloe turned. Trent's hands slid from Chloe's shoulders and she felt an involuntary moment of regret that he was no longer touching her. She quickly composed herself. "That sounds like a good idea. I don't know how long it'll take for Harriet to send Evan's own crib and all the other stuff over. But that should do, until it arrives."
The practical matters of Evan's care took over the moment. Chloe put the dress back in the bag.
"Thank you for all of this, Trent. It was very kind of you," Chloe said.
Trent looked at Chloe, his brows creasing, his gaze intense and sincere. "It's the least I can do, Chloe. You and Evan are going to have everything you both need. I promise you that," he said, his voice suddenly quivering with an emotion that took Chloe by surprise.
She suddenly wondered what other surprises Trent McIntyre had in store for her.
CHAPTER TEN
Mrs. Ross had prepared a special meal, just like Trent had asked her to earlier. He was pleased with the result. Mrs. Ross never let him down. When he led Chloe to the dining room for their wedding evening supper, he was met with a sight of the table filled with plates of soup, platters of chicken, vegetables, fruit. There was even a bottle of wine, but Chloe declined the offer of that because she didn't want to be sleepy in case Evan woke up.
Trent and Chloe settled down for the meal. Mrs. Ross went upstairs to watch Evan. Trent was glad that he and Chloe would have some time together. They had a whole lot of getting to know each other to do. Trent watched Chloe eating. He tried to keep the conversation light and casual. He could see she was still settling in. It would take time. He couldn't imagine how hard it must be for her coming to live on a ranch, especially when she'd set her mind against it while she was married to Lucas.
But she was his wife now.
Once again that thought shocked him. Here he was, on his wedding night, with a woman he barely knew and upstairs was a child he had agreed to bring up and make into a man. It defied belief.
He thought of all his declarations to his friends that he would never marry. But he never would have bet on something like this happening.
Trent glanced over at Chloe. There was no doubt that she was beautiful. He'd always thought she was, even when Lucas was courting her. But he'd never have stepped on another man's parade when he was wooing a lady. He wouldn't want another man doing that to him. Chloe's blonde hair shone in the soft
"You'll look beautiful in that, Chloe," he said softly.
Chloe was taken aback. He'd called her beautiful!
"You mean the dress is beautiful," Chloe corrected him.
Trent leaned in slightly. "No. I mean you look beautiful," Chloe. His eyes narrowed. "And the dress just adds something to what's already there," Trent said quietly.
Chloe turned quickly away. She didn't want Trent to see the effect of his words on her. She went to the mirror at the far end of the parlor. Looking at her reflection she could see how lovely the dress looked. Whether she was beautiful wasn't for her to say. But the dress certainly took away some of the sadness that had been in Chloe's eyes for far too long.
Trent came and stood behind her. "See what I mean?"
Chloe smiled. "It's lovely. Trent. Thank you."
Chloe saw the satisfaction on Trent's face.
"Now. I've been thinking," Trent said placing both of his hands on her shoulders. Chloe felt a sudden rush of sensation at his touch. It was the first time she'd felt his hands on her like that. In the mirror she could see that her face had changed color.
"Evan needs his crib. My friend Nathan probably has one I could get my hands on. If you're willing to wait until tomorrow. I can go over to his ranch and get it. What do you think?"
Chloe turned. Trent's hands slid from Chloe's shoulders and she felt an involuntary moment of regret that he was no longer touching her. She quickly composed herself. "That sounds like a good idea. I don't know how long it'll take for Harriet to send Evan's own crib and all the other stuff over. But that should do, until it arrives."
The practical matters of Evan's care took over the moment. Chloe put the dress back in the bag.
"Thank you for all of this, Trent. It was very kind of you," Chloe said.
Trent looked at Chloe, his brows creasing, his gaze intense and sincere. "It's the least I can do, Chloe. You and Evan are going to have everything you both need. I promise you that," he said, his voice suddenly quivering with an emotion that took Chloe by surprise.
She suddenly wondered what other surprises Trent McIntyre had in store for her.
CHAPTER TEN
Mrs. Ross had prepared a special meal, just like Trent had asked her to earlier. He was pleased with the result. Mrs. Ross never let him down. When he led Chloe to the dining room for their wedding evening supper, he was met with a sight of the table filled with plates of soup, platters of chicken, vegetables, fruit. There was even a bottle of wine, but Chloe declined the offer of that because she didn't want to be sleepy in case Evan woke up.
Trent and Chloe settled down for the meal. Mrs. Ross went upstairs to watch Evan. Trent was glad that he and Chloe would have some time together. They had a whole lot of getting to know each other to do. Trent watched Chloe eating. He tried to keep the conversation light and casual. He could see she was still settling in. It would take time. He couldn't imagine how hard it must be for her coming to live on a ranch, especially when she'd set her mind against it while she was married to Lucas.
But she was his wife now.
Once again that thought shocked him. Here he was, on his wedding night, with a woman he barely knew and upstairs was a child he had agreed to bring up and make into a man. It defied belief.
He thought of all his declarations to his friends that he would never marry. But he never would have bet on something like this happening.
Trent glanced over at Chloe. There was no doubt that she was beautiful. He'd always thought she was, even when Lucas was courting her. But he'd never have stepped on another man's parade when he was wooing a lady. He wouldn't want another man doing that to him. Chloe's blonde hair shone in the soft
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