A Love Like Ours by Becky Wade

Author:Becky Wade [Wade, Becky]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
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Goodreads: 23411527
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2015-05-04T23:00:00+00:00

She touched my face, Jake thought over and over as he drove across town. She touched my face.

Why had she done that? She’d put her hands on him. She must not have any idea of the kind of chaos that set off inside him or how little control he had over himself.

Since the Marines, he’d lived a simple life. He’d ruthlessly avoided alcohol and drugs and sex, knowing that he wasn’t strong enough to deal with any of them. It had been another lifetime when he’d last been touched by a woman he was attracted to.

But just now Lyndie—heaven help him, Lyndie—had touched his face. She’d stood so close he could feel her body heat and smell her soap, a scent so clean and clear it reminded him of a waterfall. Need had overwhelmed him.

Why couldn’t she let him be? Why did she have to ask questions and say things he wished he could rewind and delete?

“I won’t be able to go and enjoy my Saturday. I’ll be too worried about you. I want to help you if you’ll let me. You’re the best friend I ever had. I’m sorry that my family moved away all those years ago. I’m here now, and I’m not going anywhere.”

His hands were shaking. He gripped the steering wheel harder and drove to Lyndie’s parents’ house. He hadn’t agreed to this visit because Lyndie suggested it. He’d agreed because he needed to talk to Karen.

Still, it was probably a bad idea, he thought as he knocked on their front door, to show up here out of the blue. Not good manners.

Lyndie’s dad answered the door. The older man’s face immediately broke into a smile. “Jake Porter! It’s Mike James.” He shook Jake’s hand with a strong grip and used his free hand to clap Jake’s shoulder.

Mike looked exactly like Lyndie’s Grandpa Harold, only thirty years younger. He stood a head shorter than Jake and was built like a bull. His thick brown hair had grayed at the sides.

In the living room, Jake could see Harold’s feet resting on the extended part of his recliner. Mollie sat nearby in a specialized wheelchair. Horse racing filled the TV screen.

“We’re watching the racing down at Gulfstream,” Mike said. “Did you see that Ladd’s Lady won the stakes race there yesterday?”

“I did.”

“Good horse. Real good horse.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Please, come join us. Make yourself comfortable.”

He hadn’t come to watch horse racing with Mike, Harold, and Mollie. “I came by to speak with your wife. Is she at home?”

“She sure is. Right over here.” Mike led him to the first room off the hallway. Instead of a regular door, it had two French doors full of glass. Mike pushed one open and leaned in. “Here’s my girlfriend right here.”

Karen rose to greet him. “Jake! Come in.” She spoke like she’d been expecting him.

“Time’s played a dirty trick on me,” Mike said. “I’m getting older, but Karen looks prettier than the first day we met.” He winked at his wife.

Karen smiled at Mike before turning her attention to Jake.

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