Crossing Hope (Cross Creek Series Book 4) by Kimberly Kincaid

Author:Kimberly Kincaid [Kincaid, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kimberly Kincaid Romance
Published: 2018-10-14T18:30:00+00:00

16

It was official. Greyson was so sleep deprived and work-worn, he was flat-out seeing things. That was the only explanation for the fact that he’d swear on his uncle Steve’s grave that Marley Rallston was making a beeline through the Camden Valley pavilion. But no, after a series of head shakes and a whole lot of WTF, Greyson realized Marley was, in fact, right here in the flesh at the farmers’ market and striding toward the entrance to the nature path less that forty feet to his left.

And from the hunch of her shoulders to the shock of sadness on her face, she looked rattled as hell.

Instinct drove his legs to action before the rest of him had a clue he’d move so much as a single muscle. “I’ll be right back,” he said to his farmhands Clint and José, both of whose brows traveled up, but both of whom also knew better than to put their thoughts to words. Grabbing the prettiest peach he could find from the crate in front of him, Greyson made his way toward the path. The trail itself had recently been paved into a neat ribbon of asphalt so joggers and cyclists and parents with strollers could navigate things with better ease, enjoying the shade from the trees that lined both sides of the path and provided a thick canopy of leaves overhead. Benches had been scattered along the trail at strategically chosen spots, some scenic, others secluded. It didn’t take long to find Marley sitting on the bench farthest from the path, and whoa, the tension rolling off of her carried the same sort of charge as the August air, right before a thunderstorm.

Lucky for him, he knew just how to ride out nasty fucking weather. “You know,” he said, softly because even though he knew she was too guarded not to have seen him coming, he didn’t want to run the risk—however small—of scaring the crap out of her. “I didn’t realize you were gonna make this challenge to enjoy small-town living so easy on me.”

“Who says I’m doing anything of the sort?”

Her only movement was the slight lift of one dark, slender brow toward her tousled hairline, but Greyson had made do with less. “I do,” he said, gesturing to the empty half of the bench in a wordless request.

She nodded and slid over a few inches, her cutoffs shushing over the wooden planks beneath her. “Okay, I’ll bite. How am I making it easy for you to win the challenge?”

“You showed up in one of the best places around without me having to drag you, and you look like you could eat.”

Without waiting for her to work up some smartass retort, he tossed the peach at her in a slow, deliberate pop fly, which she caught with both ease and surprise.

“What’s this?” Marley asked, and he’d be willing to bet all of the day’s profit that her smile was as unexpected to her as it was pretty to him.

“That there is the best damn peach you’re ever gonna taste.

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