Faith Hope and Love by Kimberly Rae Jordan

Author:Kimberly Rae Jordan [Kimberly Rae Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 17343941
Published: 2013-01-30T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

"I'm wondering if I picked the right color," Cassie mused aloud as she looked at the house. She lifted a hand to her forehead to shade her eyes as she looked up to where Quinn stood on a ladder painting the trim around the windows.

He glared down at her and Cassie felt her heart melt a little. Quinn didn't smile much but the fact that he was glaring at her was encouraging. At least he wasn't walking on eggshells around her anymore. This past week had been a thawing, so to speak. Gradually Quinn had relaxed around her once he realized she wasn't going to delve into a serious discussion about their relationship every time they were together.

And they'd been together a lot over the past week. He'd continued to come for breakfast each morning and pretty much stayed right through until Jani's bedtime. Sometime he'd take Jani out to the park or swimming at the nearby pool. He'd done the outside work for her. Mowed the grass, trimmed the bushes and even washed the SUV. Pretty much the only thing he wasn't doing at the house was sleeping. Each night he still returned to Renee's for that. Cassie had accepted that it was what he needed to do right now, but she prayed every night he would change his mind.

“What do you mean you don’t know if it’s the right color?” Quinn demanded, interrupting her thoughts.

“I don’t know. It’s just a lot lighter than it was in the can. There’s not as much contrast between it and the white as I thought there’d be.”

Quinn sighed and climbed down off the ladder and came to stand next to her. He also lifted a hand to shade his eyes as he looked at the work he’d done so far. “Well, I told you I didn’t know what you were thinking picking a shade of rose for the trim. Rose is for bathrooms or girly rooms. Not for the outside trim on a house. A nice solid blue would have been just fine.”

Cassie was trying hard to concentrate on what Quinn said. Sometime during the past week he’d begun to wear his old cologne once again and as it mingled with his sweat, memories poured into Cassie’s mind. She’d always heard that smells could trigger memories but she hadn’t experienced it as strongly as she did at that moment.

“Okay, tell me again why we’re painting this room in a hundred percent humidity and mid-ninety degree temperatures,” Cassie said as sweat dripped from her nose onto the drop-cloth.

“You said you didn’t like the color of this room,” Quinn reminded her. “Today is my only free day for the next couple of weeks to help you out. We’re almost done.”

“You’ve got paint on your nose,” Cassie told him.

“Do I?” Quinn lifted his T-shirt and rubbed at his nose.

It was the opportunity Cassie had been waiting for. Reaching over she drew her paintbrush across his stomach.

Quinn jerked the shirt down from his nose but held it up high enough to see the damage she’d done.

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