A Taste of Country by Vicki Green

Author:Vicki Green [Green, Vicki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781507711798
Amazon: B00SGL2GPM
Barnesnoble: B00SGL2GPM
Goodreads: 24252757
Publisher: Vicki Green
Published: 2015-01-25T05:00:00+00:00

Ditto finds me and runs over, ploppin’ down next to me. I reach down and stroke him as I continue to think. So much has changed in my life. I went from being a smart ass kid to pretty much a womanizer in college to a land owner, and now I have the girl of my dreams. Funny how things happen and in the strangest ways. I think back when Memphis found Sadie from an online ad for hired help, thought that was a bit crazy until I got to know her. I’m brought out of my thoughts when I hear the crunching of hay and look up, shielding my eyes with my hand. Shiloh stands there smilin’ down at me. “Hey, darlin’. Come here.” I reach out my hand, and she takes it, sittin’ down next to me. Her face lifts, the sun restin’ on it making it glow. God, she takes my breath away.

“So warm today. I had expected snow by now.” She smiles, her eyes close as she raises her face up, the sun shining brightly on her skin.

I lean back on my arm and pull the piece of straw from my mouth. “Have you seen snow?” My brows lower when I realize I really don’t know that much about her, only the bad things that have happened. “Tell me about you. I want to know everythin’.”

She looks down, her long hair falling around her, shielding her face from the sun. She leans down on her arm, mimicking me, her fingers picking up the hay and playin’ with it. “I have seen snow, briefly. I didn’t know my dad. Mom wouldn’t tell me about him. She was a drug addict so I basically took care of her. She almost overdosed a few times and when I was fourteen, she kicked me out of the house. I lived on the streets, finding food in restaurant trash cans, sleeping in alleys. When I was fifteen and a half, I found a diner that took me in to wash dishes and help out in the kitchen so I was able to make a little money but not enough to live on. Then about a year later, I met him.” She looks down and sighs. “You pretty much know the rest.”

I reach over and cup her chin, pullin’ up her face until she looks at me. “What’s your favorite color?” I’m trying to get us out of all the serious talk, lighten the mood.

She smiles. “Purple.”

“Movie?”

“Gone with the Wind.”

I smile. “Favorite time of the day.”

“Sunrise. I love the feel of a new day and being alive. Now, I love sitting at the bay window and watching it rise over the mountains. It’s so beautiful here.” She looks out onto the land, over her shoulder. She’s a vision, beautiful inside and out. I can’t help myself. I lean into her as she turns back to me, and I capture her full lips. She tastes of strawberries. Her hair smells of her unique aroma.

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