Angel

Chapter 35

Catherine and Cassie returned home in time to get invited to Colt Thunder’s wedding at the end of the month. His sister, Jessie, had been planning it for several weeks. According to the gossip, which they got from their housekeeper, Louella, Colt had put up a fuss about having a big to-do. He just wanted it over with before the bride changed her mind. But his sister wouldn’t hear of anything less than one of the biggest shindigs Wyoming had ever seen. He was marrying a real live duchess, after all, so Jessie felt they had to do it up real fancy.

Catherine was impressed. Cassie didn’t mention that she’d already heard about Colt’s duchess from Angel. She was looking forward to meeting the lady who had managed to change Colt’s mind about white women. Angel was certainly going to be surprised when he heard about it, since, according to him, Colt hadn’t liked being “stuck” with the duchess, as he’d put it.

Cassie found out more about it when she and Marabelle ran into Jessie out on the range her second day back. The older woman was looking for a stray calf. Cassie was just enjoying being able to ride out with Marabelle again. They talked as they rode along together.

“We could have used your knack for fixing things last month,” Jessie said right off. She was about the only one who’d ever been generous in describing Cassie’s meddling. “You never seen two people so unhappy as Colt and Jocelyn were when they got here. They were in love with each other. I saw it immediately. But they hadn’t got around to telling each other, and it didn’t look like they were going to any time soon.”

“Why not?”

“He didn’t think she’d marry a half-breed. She didn’t think he loved her. Shows how silly they both were acting, keeping their feelings to themselves.”

Cassie squirmed in the saddle. Wasn’t she guilty of doing the same thing? Of course, her case was a bit different. She knew Angel didn’t return her feelings, she didn’t just think it. Then why his indifference in St. Louis to the divorce? a small voice asked her. She squirmed even more. She’d have to give that some serious thought. If there was the slightest chance…

“You’ll never guess where’s he’s staying,” Jessie continued. “The old Callan ranch.”

That took Cassie by surprise. “I wouldn’t have thought he’d ever step foot on that place again after what happened there.”

“I know. But the duchess bought it, you see, to live in until the mansion she’s building up in the hills is completed. And once he asked her to marry him, she refused to let him out of her sight.”

“I’d heard it was the other way around, that he was worried she might change her mind about marrying him.”

“Actually, neither one of them is going to stop worrying about it until the deed is done. Don’t ask me how I talked them into holding off for a month so I could see my brother wed proper. It wasn’t easy.”

They stopped for a moment to watch Marabelle rolling about in a drift of snow left over from a storm that had hit a few weeks ago. The weather was particularly frigid that morning, but both women were quite used to it.

Cassie decided to ask the older woman for some advice while she had the opportunity. “Did you ever have a decision to make that you just couldn’t make up your mind what to do about, Jessie?”

“Sure, lots of times. That’s where Chase comes in handy. If I can’t come up with an answer, he always does.”

Cassie took a moment to tease, “He must come in handy for other things, too.”

“One or two.” Jessie grinned. “So what’s this difficult decision you’re facing?”

Jessie never did have trouble getting right to the point. Cassie tried it, replying, “I happened to get married while I was in Texas.”

Jessie laughed. “Well, I’ll be damned, this must be the season for it. How’d you manage to keep from bursting with that kind of news? When do we get to meet him?”

“You already know him. I married Angel.”

“Angel? Not — no, of course not—”

“Actually, yes, Colt’s friend.”

Jessie just stared for a moment before she burst out, “You and Angel?”

Cassie winced, she sounded so disbelieving. “I guess it does sound pretty ludicrous, but it wasn’t actually our idea. Remember how you and Chase got married?”

“How could I forget his gun sticking in my back?” Jessie replied. Then her turquoise eyes widened. “You don’t mean Angel forced you?”

“Not him. It was some neighbors of my papa’s who objected to my meddling.”

“And Angel let them do it?”

Jessie’s amazement was quite understandable. Anyone who knew Angel knew he wouldn’t stand still for something like that, that he would prevent it from happening, with bloodshed if necessary.

“They’d already disarmed him before he knew what they were up to.”

“He must have been killing mad.”

“I thought he would be, and I did everything I could to try and talk them out of it, imagining he’d kill them all. But actually, he was only angry at me. My meddling had brought it upon us, after all.”

“And you’re still alive?”

Cassie grinned, aware that Jessie wasn’t completely serious with that remark. “I think Angel draws the line at shooting women.”

“Is that why your mother went hightailing down to Texas all of a sudden?”

“No, she thought I might need help with those neighbors of Papa’s,” Cassie explained, “but Angel had already defused that situation.”

“What was he doing down there, anyway?”

“I ended up being a favor he owed someone.”

“That’s Angel for you. He takes debts he owes real seriously. He’s been trying for years to pay my brother back for saving his life. In fact, Colt mentioned that Angel had helped him out with the duchess down in New Mexico, so their debt’s finally squared.”

“Yes, Angel told me about that.”

Jessie gave her a concerned look then. “Your mother must not have been too pleased to hear about you wedding Angel, even if it wasn’t intentional.”

“That’s putting it mildly. As it happens, she’s taken a real dislike to him ever since.”

“Well, don’t worry about that. She’ll get over it just as soon as you get it annulled. I’m surprised she hasn’t already taken care of that for you.”

Cassie couldn’t hold back the blush her answer generated. “She can’t. Getting an annulment was no longer an option after Angel insisted on having a wedding night.”

Jessie’s eyes flared. “Well, hell, when did he get to be so ornery?”

“Possibly after he met me. We don’t exactly get along too well — all the time.”

“Who does? But didn’t he know he’d be forcing you to get a divorce?”

“He knew.”

“Then I don’t get it. What could he have been thinking of?”

Cassie’s blush got a great deal brighter. Jessie noticed and said, “Oh,” and did some blushing of her own. “Did you mind — no, don’t answer that.” Jessie’s blush got worse now. “That’s too personal—”

“It’s all right, Jessie,” Cassie interrupted. “That’s part of the problem. I didn’t mind at all.”

“Are you saying you have special feelings for Angel?” Jessie asked carefully.

“I guess I am.”

“Then you aren’t going to get a divorce?”

“That’s the rest of the problem. He expects me to. My mama expects me to.”

“Well, who the hell said you have to do what’s expected?” Jessie asked.

“But Angel doesn’t want to be married.”

Jessie snorted. “He should have thought of that before he had himself a wedding night.”

Cassie sat back, bemused. Now why couldn’t she take that attitude? But she knew. Jessie wasn’t the type to let anyone walk on her without stepping right back on them, but Cassie had to be good and mad before she even thought about stepping on anyone.

In fact, she’d already tried to get mad at Angel again, to remember all the things about him that irritated her, to remember their last encounter — at least how it had ended. Mad, she could be arbitrary and make him wait some more for that divorce. She hadn’t thought about flat out not giving it to him.

She looked at Jessie helplessly. “I don’t think I could do that to him.”

Jessie shook her head. “He didn’t have any qualms about making your marriage legal. I wouldn’t have any about keeping it that way— if that’s what I really wanted. If that’s not what you want, Cassie, go ahead and divorce him.”

But it was what Cassie wanted. She had no doubt of that anymore. She just had every doubt about the wisdom of trying to get what she wanted from a man like Angel.