Love Triangle 3: On the Rebound by Brenda Barrett

Author:Brenda Barrett [Barrett, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Christian, Women's Fiction
Amazon: B00RKOZXFG
Publisher: Jamaica Treasures
Published: 2014-12-28T05:00:00+00:00

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The plantation house was on an incline overlooking rolling mountains and acres and acres of green coffee plants.

"It is a good thing I brought my camera," Brandon said when they were standing in the driveway and looking out. "It is gorgeous," he laughed when he felt the cool, almost cold breeze, "and it is a good thing I brought my jacket." He pulled out his two bags.

Nadine looked out over the view and sighed. "I like coming home to the Blue Mountains."

"You aren't cold?" Brandon asked.

"Not really, not yet," Nadine said, "but I will be. It gets really chilly at night."

"Chilly? What an understatement." Brandon shrugged into his jacket and aimed the camera at her. "Smile."

She smiled and he clicked away.

"Oh my," a voice said from the veranda, "Nadine Langley, you are home."

Brandon watched as Nadine and her grandma had an emotional reunion, hugging each other and talking in low, loving tones.

When Nadine finally introduced him as her friend, her grandmother gave him a thorough once-over and then nodded her head. "Nice to meet you, Brandon Blake. You can call me Nonna. Everybody does." She had a lovely voice. Brandon could imagine her reading children stories by a fire.

He didn't know why that image came to his mind. He was also surprised to note that Nadine looked a bit like her. They had the same hair style except that Nonna's hair was completely white with a purple rinse and she had green eyes—clear, sparkling green eyes...

"Come on in," Nonna said. "I gave Brandon the blue room. Nadine, you sleep in your usual room. The two of you settle down a bit and then come down for dinner."

Nadine showed him to a room that was painted in a pastel blue. It was a large bedroom. Center stage was a four-poster bed with its own curtain tied back to the bed. He had only ever seen beds like this in historical movies.

He sat on it, bouncing a little and feeling like a kid again. It was comfortable and he laid back, looking through the canopy. He could sleep right now, forget about today and his meeting with Ashley. He could forget anything right now he was feeling that comfortable.

He closed his eyes for just a bit. He was jerked awake by a soft touch. Nadine was smiling at him; the side lamps were on.

"I wasn't sure if you had eaten anything today." She sat on the bed beside him. He blinked at the lights and then groaned. "What time is it?"

"Seven o'clock. Nonna did a hearty dinner and she made strawberry pie."

Brandon smiled. "I'd get up just for that. This bed is hypnotic."

Nadine smiled. "Or maybe you are just tired and careworn and need some rest."

Brandon sat up and they stared at each other. The air was heavy with unspoken emotions.

Nadine was the first to look away. "We are going to have family devotion now, and Grandpa wants to meet you."

"Yes." Brandon got up and stretched. He looked at her; the lamp at the side of the bed gave her skin a glow.

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