Rocky Mountain Angels Read Online Free

I’m loaning you me. In fact, you should just go back in and stay warm. You can unpack the boxes and arrange things as I bring them in.”
    Mari grinned. Angel of mercy. “Are you sure you don’t have something else you need to do? This wasn’t on your agenda.”
    Ben grinned back. “I’m on winter break. I don’t have an agenda.”
    Mari turned back to the truck. “Okay then, why don’t you start with the book cases, so I have someplace to put the books when you bring those in.”
    Ben wheeled the dolly up the ramp. “Will do, boss.” He looked at her a moment then winked, almost as an afterthought.
    Mari nearly laughed but quickly realized he wasn’t kidding. He was trying to charm her. She turned and scurried up her sidewalk. Oh my. She went in the house and paused before taking off her coat. He has no idea how old I am. She took a right into her bedroom and threw her coat on the bed. Should I tell him? She shook her head as she heard the door open. No, that would be weird.
    Heading back to the living room, she pointed Ben toward the opposite side of the room to put the bookcase beside a tall window; then he headed back out to get its mismatched companion. Mari considered the possibility that Ben might have a crush on her, and for just a second, she wondered where Eli was this morning. Dazzling Joe had given her a polite wave when he pulled out in his truck, but where was Eli? He had seemed interested last night. Ben opened the door again, and Mari snapped out of her musings to direct the placement of the second book case to the other side of the window.
    “I’ll bring in the book boxes next,” Ben announced, leaving again.
    Mari nodded. “Perfect.”
    There was no doubt that Ben was good looking and sweet to boot. “I suppose I’m probably eight or ten years older than he is,” she mused aloud. “It’s not unheard of, and statistically speaking, we’d probably die at about the same time, but still...”
    The door opened again, and Ben wheeled in two stacked boxes with a mangled green plastic thing on top. Ben held it up. “I guess this was a bird feeder? It didn’t make the move well.”
    Mari sighed and took it from him. “Oh, well, it was a last minute item I remembered to throw in.” She set it aside. “I’ll have to get a new one.”
    “Are you a bird watcher?”
    “Yeah, I have a book for identifying them in one of these boxes.”
    Ben wheeled them over to the shelves. Mari knew better than to try and assist. She could no more move those boxes than the house itself. Ben slid the two off the dolly, and Mari pulled the tape to open the top box. She pulled out a couple of books and tried to shift her thoughts to the titles in her hands. Or rather, the colors. Mari always arranged her books by color.
    She had the first box about half unloaded when Ben came back in with two more marked “BOOKS.”
    “You really like to read, huh?”
    “I have a degree in literature.” She smiled. “So, yes, I like to read.”
    He crossed his arms over the top of the dolly. “I like to read. I just got an e-reader for my birthday.” He slid his stocking cap up a bit and scratched his head. “So you’ve already got a degree. Why are you starting over with zoo studies?”
    “Well, sometimes our first pick” — or our second or third — “isn’t the right pick. What’s your major?”
    “Business management. It was Joe’s suggestion, so I could have a place in the family business.”
    Mari continued to put books on the shelf. “And that is...”
    “Construction,” Ben supplied. “Joe knows construction inside and out, so he’s the foreman. Eli has a degree in architecture, so he does the designs.”
    Mari didn’t know why that surprised her so much. She didn’t know what she thought Eli would be doing, but something as serious as architecture seemed a stretch. She forced her attention back to Ben. “Joe’s suggestion... is it something you really want to do, or is Joe just