Honey Hill House by Lisa Ireland

Author:Lisa Ireland
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises, Australia Pty Ltd

Chapter 11

Bea awoke to the winter sun peeking through the crack in her curtains. She never closed them completely because she loved the freedom of not having an alarm. Waking to the morning light was one the pleasures of living out here.

Speaking of pleasure, had she dreamed that delicious encounter last night? She rolled over. Nope. The beautiful man was still here in her bed, sleeping soundly. It felt too good to be true. She allowed herself a moment to watch him and to revel in the memory of last night’s lovemaking, before sliding quietly out of bed. She didn’t want Mitch to feel uncomfortable when he woke. She wasn’t expecting him to whisper sweet nothings now the reality of the new day was here.

Last night he’d done more than enough. Mitch had given her a beautiful gift and she appreciated that. He’d made her feel like the most desirable woman on earth.

He’d made her feel whole.

Despite what he’d said last night—after a few wines, it had to be said—she had no expectations of anything more than what they’d shared. Of course, now that she’d seen him at his very best, she couldn’t help but feel sad that their relationship would never get off the ground. Another reason to hate the situation she now found herself in. But nothing had changed. She still owed the tax office a truckload of money she couldn’t afford to pay, and sleeping with Mitch hadn’t made her change her mind about accepting his financial help. In fact, if anything it strengthened her resolve to stand on her own two feet, no matter what the consequences.

But she wasn’t going to spoil this gorgeous sunny morning by dwelling on her money problems. This morning she was going to make them a hearty breakfast and enjoy spending time with Mitch. She was not going to ruin her good mood by thinking about what lay ahead.

As she headed to her antique wardrobe to collect a robe she caught sight of her naked body in the mirror. She paused for a moment to look at her reflection. Staring back at her was a happy woman, with long toned legs, awesome hair, shining eyes and a couple of scars. She traced her finger along her scars. ‘Thank you,’ she whispered. Without them she might not be here. Even if the cancer hadn’t claimed her life, without her decision to have surgery she might very well still be in a toxic marriage and living half a life. She missed her breasts, there was no doubt about that, but she was grateful for the strength and freedom their loss had provided.

She slipped on her warmest winter robe and tiptoed across the chilly floorboards to the bedroom door. Outside she could hear the patter of paws. Poor Rosie was probably dying to go outside. She edged the door open to find the pup padding towards her. ‘Hello, gorgeous girl,’ she whispered. ‘Do you want to go outside for a bit?’

Rosie pricked up her ears and wagged her tail in response.

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