Craving for Love (Snow-Kissed Love Book 1) by Violet Vaughn

Author:Violet Vaughn [Vaughn, Violet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2016-06-04T04:00:00+00:00

19

A summer breeze blows hair around my face. My sunroof is open, and I’m headed to a new housing development for my job. It’s a bit off the beaten path, and the houses aren’t even done yet. I’m dying to call Gretchen. But I can’t. She’ll want to know about the sex piece of my relationship with Blaine, and I would never share what happened. It’s way too personal. I sense if I tell her we’re working on it she’ll scold me again, and I just don’t want to go there.

Oh my God, he wants to marry me! The urge to scream it out to anyone who’ll listen overwhelms me, but I have to keep it my delicious little secret. It’s not exactly official. I pout, thinking I have nobody to share it with.

My work assignment is to get location shots to go with the sketches the development company provides for the listings. I pull up to the first lot and turn off my car. No need to take the key out of the ignition; nobody will steal my car out here. I step out and take it all in. Evergreen trees surround me along with the scent of pine, and the gentle tap-tap of a hammer is in the distance from work being done a few lots down. I walk over to the framed house. I’ve seen the plans and can guess where the bay windows are going to go. Wow. The view of the Rockies is spectacular, and I raise my camera to take a few shots.

Instead of driving to each lot, I walk. The sun plays hide-and-seek with the clouds, and it’s a great day for pictures. People love the cabin-in-the-evergreens shot and a shot of the spectacular view of the mountains complete with sun and a few clouds.

My footsteps are nearly silent as I glide down the dirt road. I repeat the series of pictures for the next lot. With a system now, this allows me to be lost in my thoughts, and I imagine what it would be like to live here. How peaceful it would be to sit on a deck with coffee. The hum of a band saw tells me the next property is where the men are working.

As I turn the corner in the winding road, it reveals Jason’s truck. I haven’t seen him since the day I was running, and my stomach flutters a bit. Plywood has been laid down in a plank to the entrance, and my footsteps tap out my approach. The saw hums and drowns out the sound of my entrance. I discover Jason as he cuts a long board. He’s shirtless, and his muscles are taut. With jeans slung low, the edge of his boxer briefs peek out, and my body reacts to the vision instantly. Heat simmers deep in my core, and I will it to stop. Damn my sex drive.

I walk over to the bay window area to take a picture. Hammering sounds come from the roof; the others must be up there.

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