Springtime at Hope Cottage by Annie Rains

Author:Annie Rains
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2019-03-05T05:00:00+00:00

Birds tweeted outside the window, pulling Josie from the most amazing dream. A purple-colored bird like the one she’d seen on her hike behind the Sweetwater Bed and Breakfast fluttered ahead of her, seeming to lead her toward something wonderful.

Curious about the little bird, Josie followed. The air was cool and fresh on her skin as she walked briskly along the yellow-brick path. She was apparently Dorothy in this dreamland, and instead of Toto as her sidekick, she had a magical purplish-pink bird. A castle appeared in the distance as she walked. The Wizard of Oz would know how to send her home.

Josie stopped walking. “I don’t want to go home though,” she said as she looked down at her ruby-red stilettos. She had a closet full of heels in her New York apartment but none were as eye-catching as these.

She bent her ankle to admire one and accidentally clicked the side of her left heel to her right. On a gasp, she started shaking her head. “No, no, no. I don’t want to go home. Not yet.”

The call of birds tweeting in the distance grew louder as the purple bird zipped all around her. Looking up, she realized the castle and its wizard were disappearing. She didn’t want to go home so soon.

“Not yet,” she moaned, curling into the pillow.

“Josie?”

Tuck’s voice was her final pull into reality.

She cracked one eye, then both, blinking him into focus.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he said with a smile.

“I was having the weirdest dream.” Her voice was coated with sleep. She wasn’t a morning person, not until her first cup of coffee.

“Yeah? Was I in it?” he asked, dipping to sprinkle kisses along her bare skin. She could get used to waking up like this.

“No.” She rolled to her side and propped her body up on one elbow. “But you should’ve been…Is that coffee I smell?”

“Yep. You were sleeping pretty good so I got up and made us breakfast.”

Her eyes widened. “Really?”

“Figured you’d be hungry after last night,” he said.

“You’d be right. Let me get dressed”—brush her hair and teeth too so she didn’t scare him off—“and I’ll join you.”

“Or…” He nipped her lower lip.

“Or?” she asked, her body humming with a sudden need that the cooked breakfast in the kitchen couldn’t satisfy.

“Or breakfast could wait a few more minutes,” he suggested.

“Yes, it can.” Josie let herself fall back on the pillow. Food and coffee could definitely wait.

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