Last Kiss of Summer by Marina Adair

Author:Marina Adair
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2016-08-30T04:00:00+00:00

The sun was long gone by the time the trucks were loaded and headed toward their respective drop-off points. Luke slowly made his way toward his pickup, the night’s dew dampening his boots and the hem of his jeans. He was sore, bone tired, and ready for a hot shower and a cold beer.

The crew managed to fill the orders and harvest an acre of Honeycrisps in the north orchard. It was going to cost Luke a small fortune in overtime, but they were back on schedule and that was what was important. He’d even managed to clear out his in-box, prep for tomorrow’s pick, and make a good dent in the mountain of paperwork on his desk.

The late hours had nothing to do with getting ahead, and everything to do with avoiding the spitfire sleeping in his bed across the orchard.

Luke’s truck was still parked down by the cottage, making a stealthy exit impossible and an impromptu meet probable. Unless she was soaking in that big claw-footed tub, lying beneath a layer of bubbles and plotting his demise. Or maybe she was already asleep—the woman did rise at the baker’s hour. And thanks to him, she’d had one hell of a day

The last thing either of them needed tonight was another run-in. Which was why Luke headed toward his truck with the intention of packing it in and going straight home. Only when he came out from under the last canopy of trees, every good intention he had to keep his distance vanished.

He counted fifteen bushels of apples at the bottom of the porch, five more than when he’d left that morning. More than enough to get her through the week. They were picked, packed, and ready to go—right there out in the open—for anyone with a pickup and strong arms.

Kennedy might be able to muscle one or two on her own, but her little hybrid didn’t offer much in terms of trunk space. Or backseat space for that matter.

In fact, the only way she was going to get the apples to Sweetie Pies was a few shopping bags at a time. So unless she was planning on hiring a truck and driver, she’d be smart to conceal her produce a little better.

But what had him stepping past his truck and toward the walkway was Destiny Bay’s newest resident apple picker, who sat on the top step of the porch.

She was in leggings and an oversized sweatshirt, surrounded by enough Band-Aid wrappers and half-eaten pies to supply a preschool class, and had a full carton of milk at her feet. Her hair was damp, her face devoid of any makeup, and she looked wiped out.

“The last person I want to talk to tonight is you,” she said, and the gravity in her voice had him halting.

Feeling the insane urge to apologize to her, like he had fucked with her day and her mental state, Luke opened his mouth and went to step from the shadows, but she wasn’t anywhere close to done.

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