Second-Chance Bride (Dakota Brides Book 3) by Linda Ford

Author:Linda Ford [Ford, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crocus Mountain Publishing
Published: 2018-04-30T16:00:00+00:00

Freyda rubbed her lips together and tried to think. Ward had kissed her. Or had she kissed him? And then he’d said it was only to comfort her. To her, it had felt like much more than that. She knew it couldn’t be, but at the moment she imagined them having more than a work agreement.

They sat elbow to elbow, neither of them making a move to put distance between them.

He was right about her finding comfort in the kiss. And in his presence and his understanding. He’d said she needed to decide what she wanted. Those words cleared a tangle in her brain. She thought she had to prove something to her family. To Baruk. But she didn’t.

She watched the boys playing. They grabbed the end of the branch and pulled. She laughed. “It’s a tug of war between them and the branch.”

“I’m proud of them for not giving up.”

“Me too.”

The boys leaned back, putting all their weight into trying to free the branch. It snapped and they fell to the ground.

They were up in an instant and examined their treasure. They picked it up, one boy on each end, and carried it away to the edge of the trees.

“What are they doing?” Ward asked.

“We’ll have to wait and see.”

The boys leaned the branch against a crook in a tree and set to work gathering up smaller sticks and brushwood.

“It’s a tent. Or fort.” Ward chuckled. “They’re putting in a lot of effort.”

“They’re hard working. Just like their father.”

Ward grinned at her. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” Heaven help her, she couldn’t keep her gaze from slipping to his lips. Having once tasted—

She had no idea where those words came from, nor would she allow her brain to finish the thought. Or was it having once loved?

She shook her head and concentrated on Milo and Kit. Their fort had taken on the shape of a tent. Milo ducked into the enclosure and Kit followed.

The sound of laughter reached them on the hill.

She enjoyed listening to them. The hardest thing about her choice to come to America was saying good-bye to her large and happy family. She shivered and looked about.

The sun had dipped toward the west and the air grew cool.

Ward got to his feet. “It’s late. Time to go home.”

She rose and folded the blankets. Ward called the boys.

She watched them leave their fort and head toward Ward and herself. Several times they glanced back at the work of their hands. “It’s a shame to make them leave after all their hard work.”

“I know, but it will soon be dark.”

“Maybe we can come again.” She did not look at him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to invite myself.”

“It wouldn’t be the same if you didn’t accompany us.”

She looked at him.

He looked at her lips. She resisted an urge to lick them. And an even greater longing to press her lips to his.

She dropped the blankets into the cart as the boys reached them.

“Can we ride?” Kit asked.

“Okay.” Ward lifted the younger boy in and Milo climbed in on his own.

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