Forgotten by Krista Street

Author:Krista Street [Street, Krista]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BA
Publisher: Krista Street Books LLC
Published: 2017-04-01T23:00:00+00:00

I SPENT THE entire day watching the clock. The morning crawled by. The afternoon wasn’t any better. Since things ended awkwardly with Dean last night, I didn’t go to the barn on my break. I felt guilty about that. I knew sooner or later I’d have to face him and try to smooth things over, but today wasn’t that day.

Consequently, I practically paced the cabin for the entire four hours in the afternoon. My nerves didn’t abate one bit when we went back to work at supper.

By the time eight o’clock finally rolled around, I was so anxious I ran back to the cabin. Given I still had an hour until Flint was due to arrive, I had enough time to mull over what to wear. Of course, Jacinda approved whole-heartedly.

With her help, I chose fitted jeans and a green sweater that matched my eyes. Since I figured we’d be somewhere on the ranch, I anticipated being outside. Mica suggested I tie my hair up in case it got windy. I hesitated. Fingering my curls would give my hands something to do.

“I think I’ll keep it down,” I replied.

Mica shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

“What about shoes?” I asked.

“Definitely hiking boots.” Mica lounged on her bottom bunk. “Then you’re ready for anything.”

Jacinda snorted. “Hiking boots? No.” She rummaged through my closet and pulled out my lone pair of heels. “These would look great with skinny jeans, but we may need to change your top…” She bit her lip.

I snatched the hiking boots off the floor. “These will do!”

Running from the room, I escaped to the couch. Di merely quirked an eyebrow when I plopped next to her. The title of the book she was reading, Amnesia – The Mystery behind the Secrets Within was visible from where I sat. I was pretty sure Di had raided the entire medical section in Little Raven’s small public library. Last week, she’d been reading, The Science of Memory.

I hurriedly pulled the boots on. I was about to ask Di if she’d discovered anything to explain our memory loss when a knock rapped on the front door. All of the blood drained from my face. My gaze flew to the clock. I gulped.

It was nine o’clock.

My heart pounded as I walked to the door. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw Jacinda and Mica take my place on the couch, which of course gave them an unobstructed view of the front door. I cast them an irritated look. Mica merely grinned.

“Well, don’t keep him waiting!” she called.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door. The second my eyes met Flint’s, I stopped breathing. He lounged casually against the door frame and smelled freshly showered. That mix of spice, wood and tangerines wafted toward me. His chestnut hair curled at the ends. It was still slightly damp. A clean, flannel button up shirt stretched across his broad chest. Worn jeans hugged his lean hips, and an old tattered, wool blanket was tucked under one arm.

He stood at the threshold, not coming in.

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