Lessons Learned (The Appalachian Heart Collection) by Logan Sydney

Author:Logan, Sydney [Logan, Sydney]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: The Writer's Coffee Shop Publishing House
Published: 2012-09-05T04:00:00+00:00

“Monica, I’d love for you to visit over Fall Break!”

Lucas glanced up from his pile of tests and grinned at me. My kitchen table was covered with exams that desperately needed to be graded before Friday. Lucas, at least, was being productive. I, on the other hand, had been on the phone with Monica for over an hour.

“Are you sure? You don’t have plans?”

“I do now,” I replied happily while checking the chicken baking in the oven. “Besides, there’s someone I want you to meet.”

“Oh?” Her voice was bright and curious. “An important someone?”

“He’s pretty important, yeah.”

Lucas didn’t look up from his grading, but I could see his smile.

“You’ve met someone,” she breathed softly.

Dropping my oven mitt onto the counter, I walked over to the kitchen table and climbed into his lap. He smiled up at me and immediately dropped his pen as he wrapped his arm around my waist. Lowering my head, I kissed him softly.

“Are you kissing?” Monica screeched in my ear, her voice a mixture of wild disbelief and extreme glee. Lucas chuckled and buried his face against my neck. “Put him on the phone right this instant.”

Laughing, I offered him my cell.

“Hi, Monica,” he said with the biggest grin on his face. “I’m Lucas Miller . . .” Unfortunately, she’d stopped screaming so I could only hear his side of the conversation. With his eyes never leaving mine, he trailed his fingers along my spine. “Yes, I was just kissing your best friend . . . yes, I have a job . . .” We both laughed, and then his face turned solemn as he pulled me closer to his chest. “Yes, I know she has. I will take care of her, I promise.”

I smiled. Moni had always been protective of me.

“I look forward to meeting you, too,” Lucas said softly before handing the phone back to me.

Leaning down, I kissed him once more before climbing off his lap and turning my attention back to the stove. Monica promised to call once she’d made arrangements, and we hung up just as the oven timer chimed.

“Should we eat at the island?” Lucas asked, pointing toward the stools. The kitchen table was still cluttered, although his pile of grading was now significantly shorter than mine.

“That sounds good.”

We worked around each other—him finding plates and silverware while I finished heating the rolls—and it amazed me how easy it was to be all-domestic with someone I’d only known for a short period of time. So far, everything with Lucas had been effortless.

We ate in a comfortable silence as I tried to find trouble where there really was none, and even that was troubling to me.

“What are you thinking?”

Surprised, I looked up into his sweet eyes. “What makes you think I’m thinking about anything?”

“Because you haven’t taken two bites of your dinner. You’re not worried about Monica’s visit, are you?”

“No, although the town didn’t exactly welcome her with open arms the last time she was here.”

“Why?”

“She’s African American.”

Lucas nodded in understanding.

“But you’ll love her, and she’ll love you,” I assured him.

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