At Liberty to Love (Texas Romance Book 7) by Caryl McAdoo

Author:Caryl McAdoo [McAdoo, Caryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-26T23:00:00+00:00

Silly man! Of course she wanted to help! Rebecca glanced at her sister who nodded.

“We can take Gabe to the store with us. Be like old times, having a baby there for the customers to make over. He’ll love the attention, and I can guarantee the girls will love having him. Perhaps I can suspend their lesson for the day.”

“Perfect. Thank you so very much. Did anyone see which way Michael and Boaz went?”

While Rebecca dressed herself and Michael for the outing, she rehearsed what she would say to Marcus if he mentioned marriage.

In any of the time she’d found herself alone with him, he hadn’t proposed. He only talked about the painting, her sons, or the weather, or… Why wasn’t he asking?

Could she really break both their hearts? She must, of course. Scripture clearly exhorted Christians not to unequally yoke themselves. A believer should not marry a nonbeliever.

What if Daddy hadn’t got saved?

Her mother would never have married him. That was the simple truth. No matter how bad it hurt her…or him…or Rebecca.

How different would her life have been without Henry Buckmeyer in it?

But her mother remained true to her vow and what she always said was God’s will. Some called her stubborn, but her commitment to her word…her unbroken vow…had inspired Rebecca to stay strong.

No matter Michael had taken to the man or how good a father that the man would obviously be.

Still, it didn’t hurt her feelings a bit when Marcus bribed the driver to let the boy take the team’s reins.

The most wonderful of days unfolded, and she found her heart at peace even though nothing had been settled by its end. He’d seen everything he needed to and studied what seemed to be every angle.

During all that, one thing surfaced quite clearly. When she finally did have to tell him no—he would assuredly ask her—her son’s heart would be broken, too.

Poor little precious. And she’d know just how he would feel.

Might she discover an exception to the scriptures about nonbelieving spouses? Seemed to her the Holy Book mentioned something about them.

Once before when she’d gone to reading her Bible during a sermon that failed to hold her attention, she’d spotted it and wondered then if her mother had ever run across it. She led Marcus toward her room then held the door.

He walked on in with a napping Michael draped over his shoulder.

She nodded toward her bed and whispered, pantomiming. “Put pillows on both sides of him.”

He complied then joined her at the door. “Thank you, my sweet. It was a wonderful day. Best I’ve had since…” One of his shoulders lifted. “Jefferson, I suppose. Except this one’s ending better.” He grinned. “Could be even more better.” Both eyebrows hiked a smidgen.

Laughing, she pushed gently against his chest. “There’s no such thing as more better!” Oh, how she wanted exactly what he offered, but… She filled her lungs. “Don’t you have a painting to see to?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He backed up a step. “Of course. Thank you again.

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