Boomerang Bride by FIONA LOWE

Author:FIONA LOWE
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: FIONA LOWE

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Marc stood at the bottom of the hill watching Matilda squeal with delight as she raced Kyle down the slope for the fifth time. Kyle kept beating her but she’d just laugh and say, “Bring it on” before trudging back up the hill to try again.

The woman was tenacious and standing by watching her cute butt wiggling as she pulled the sled up hill was no hardship. Grinning at the view, he wrapped his coat around him to close out the increasing chill now the sun was dropping.

He heard Matilda call to Kyle, “Aussie, Aussie, Aussie, Oi, Oi, Oi.” He couldn’t believe his ears when Kyle’s laugh echoed around the hill.

Marc both admired and resented the seemingly effortless way Matilda had befriended his family and connected with Kyle. When Matilda was around, the kid was a different person but with him he remained an often sullen and very aloof teen. Marc had tried the Legos idea but it hadn’t worked like he’d hoped. Kyle had just stuck his nose in his phone, not even glancing in his direction. Now Marc was left with a mass of tiny gray blocks cluttering up his work space. Not that work was going well. He’d had almost as much success with the Matheson project as he’d had with Kyle.

As Matilda sled closer, Marc saw the determined in the set of her mouth as she tilted her weight and the sled sped up, overtaking Kyle. With a whoop, she lifted her arms in victory only to miscalculate the distance required to stop. She hit a snow drift at speed and catapulted into deep, soggy snow.

Picturing a broken neck and broken limbs he ran over, but by the time he reached her she was on her knees. Snow clung to her coat, her hair, her face and her trousers were the color of wet. His hands patted her shoulders, arms and legs, brushing away snow and checking for damage. “Are you hurt?”

“I don’t think so.” She accepted his hand and his help to rise to her feet. Her cheeks flushed pink with exertion and her eyes sparkled like the facets of an emerald. “That was an incredible rush. The absolute best!”

Kyle walked over carrying his sled. “Cool stack, Tildy.”

She high-fived him. “Thanks, mate, but I need to work on my stops.”

Marc’s rush of adrenaline eased now he knew she was safe but he couldn’t shake the niggling fear that she’d taken such a risk. What if she’d slammed into a tree? The image of her comatose and in ICU surrounded by machines socked him hard.

“You need to work on being an adult before you kill yourself,” he said

Her eyes widened with a glimmer of mischievousness. “And you need to work on being a kid again. Come on, Kyle, help me out here.” She scooped up a handful of snow and hurled it at him.

Her snowball hit Marc full on the shoulder, the spray tipping over his collar. Ice instantly melted to cold water and trickled down his neck.

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