Renegade by Bingham Lisa

Author:Bingham, Lisa [Bingham, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2016-01-05T00:00:00+00:00

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BARELY a week had passed since the night on the hill, and Jace found himself wishing that he hadn’t agreed to stay away from Bronte. Now that he’d truly tasted her, caressed her, felt her come in his arms, he was like a starving man longing for a meal. There wasn’t an hour that went by that he didn’t find his thoughts wandering toward her and the passion she’d displayed in his arms.

His distraction was unfortunately evident in his work. His brothers were giving him hell about his absentmindedness—and even the hired men were eyeing him with amusement. Try as he might, Jace couldn’t seem to rein in his thoughts and concentrate on preparing fields and drilling corn. As soon as he climbed into the cab of the tractor or his pickup, his thoughts headed down the road to Annie’s house.

It wasn’t as if they’d stopped all contact between them. At odd times throughout the day, when Jace couldn’t stand it another second, he would send Bronte a text. She was always quick to respond. He knew that she’d managed to get the girls enrolled in the local schools and that she’d begun working with P.D.’s current baker to learn the ropes at Vern’s. He heard about each visit to the hospital and Annie’s progress and setbacks throughout the week, as well as all of the sorting and cleaning that had been going on in the house.

But those sporadic contacts made him long to touch her even more.

This morning, Jace’s tension had ratcheted up since he’d known that Bronte would be doing all the baking on her own at Vern’s. Knowing how nervous she’d been about going solo, he went through the morning growling at whoever dared to cross his path until Elam stomped away from him, jammed his hat on his head, and muttered, “For hell’s sake, Jace, call the woman and put us out of our misery.”

So, with an eye on the clock, Jace waited until he was sure that she would be done with her shift at Vern’s but still had a good hour before the bus would appear with her kids.

She answered on the first ring. “Hi.”

“How was your first day baking on your own?”

Her laughter skittered over his spine like the caress of her fingers.

“Great! At first I was worried I’d made a mistake and have to remake something—P.D. has equipment in her kitchen that looks like it’s straight out of NASA control. But once I got going, I was fine. Marta did a good job of getting me used to everything.”

“What did you make?”

“Easy stuff, since it was my first day in charge. A banana blueberry loaf, an artisan bread with spinach and feta cheese, and P.D.’s beer bread.” Again, she laughed. “I opened more bottles of beer in one morning than I’ve opened in my life! Then I rounded out the day by making chocolate chip cookies the size of a saucer.”

“And . . . do you like your new job?”

“Yeah.” The word emerged in a sigh of pure pleasure.

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