Lauri Robinson by Sheriff McBride

Author:Sheriff McBride
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Adam held his breath, and watched the play of emotions ripple over her face.

Her gaze met his. Tears welled in the bottom of her eyes.

He pulled her to him, wrapped both arms around her. “Aw, sweetheart, I know you’ve had a hell of a time. I’m sure you don’t feel there is anyone out there you can trust.” His kissed the top of her head. “But I swear you can trust me, please give us a chance. I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

Her body began to move, her shoulders shook. He glanced down, sure she was crying again.

A wide smile met his. Happiness made her face even more beautiful and the sunlight made every golden hair on her head sparkle. The sight almost took his breath away. His heart began to race.

“Deal,” she said.

“What?”

She laughed. “Deal. I said you have a deal.”

With a shout that was sure to send the longhorns back their way, Adam lifted her into the air. She grasped his shoulders as he swung her around. When he set her back on her feet he lowered his face. Before their lips merged, he whispered, “I love you, Hannah Carlton, and I promise to make sure you never regret a day of our married life.”

The earth-shaking kiss vibrated his body, rocked his feet. Luckily, his legs were strong and kept them both from collapsing onto the hard ground. When their lips parted, she admitted, “And I love you, Sheriff McBride.”

That’s all it took, that simple declaration was enough to turn his muscles into mush. Holding her close, he tried to make their tumble to the ground soft, and broke her fall with his body.

She giggled and settled her lithe body atop his in the most enticing way. Softer than a butterfly, her moist, smiling, lips brushed across his. “Adam, don’t you think we should have the wedding before we lie together?”

He wasn’t sure whether she was teasing or not, but the word wedding was like a cold glass of water. He had to tell her about the inheritance. If he didn’t Evan would before he even had a chance to find Reverend Ostlund.

He took a moment to kiss her, long and demandingly, before he moved, repositioned so he sat on the ground with her on his lap. “Hannah?” he started.

“Hmm?” She snuggled her head into the crook of his neck. Tiny fingers continued to make streaks of fire lick the skin over his ribcage as she caressed his chest.

“When you marry me, you are going to become a very rich woman.”

She lifted her head, looked at him quizzically. “Adam, I’m not marrying you for your money. It really doesn’t matter to me.” A smile pricked at her lips before they touched his cheek. “For richer, for poorer,” she quoted.

He knew it. Love meant more than money. A dark cloud hovered over the thoughts as they formed. A deep sigh filled his lungs, telling him he needed to clarify his statement. “I don’t mean my money.”

She frowned.

“I have plenty, but—but when we get married, you will inherit a substantial fortune.

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