Search her first, indeed! No one had ever been able to prick her temper quicker than Landon Hart. Keelan turned the wick lower on the lantern hanging from the beam in front of the stalls, then entered and latched the door.
ever“I’m back, Juliet. I hope you don’t mind another bunk mate.” The mare nuzzled her hand as Keelan stroked her velvety nose. “I don’t know what else to do. I can’t bunk with the other men, and my hammock is still strung in Landon’s cabin.” She gazed into Juliet’s gentle brown eyes. “I can’t sleep with him either.” The mare swished her tail and nudged the empty water bucket. Keelan sighed. “It’s pretty silly, isn’t it? I can’t sleep with my own husband.”
No doubt, if she tried to claim her hammock, he would attempt to exercise his ‘husbandly duties’. She didn’t think
