Starting Over at Steeple Ridge (Timeless Romance Single Book 3) by Isaacson Liz & Johnson Elana

Author:Isaacson, Liz & Johnson, Elana [Isaacson, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Mirror Press
Published: 2017-03-20T04:00:00+00:00

Tucker didn’t kiss Missy that night. He wanted to, badly. But he didn’t. He didn’t want their first kiss to happen on their first date. That didn’t feel small town to him, and he wanted the small-town experience.

How was he supposed to know that he couldn’t mix business with pleasure? In New York, everything was blurred. He had business lunches, and business parties, and he moved seamlessly from work to play and back at all hours of the day or night.

But out here, at least for Missy, things were much more compartmentalized. So he took her to the Pizza Palace, and held her hand as they walked down the street, and asked her questions about horseback riding—and finally, her ex-husband.

She tensed and took a few steps before she seemed to breathe again. “Kelton was . . .” She shook her head. “He wasn’t a nice man.”

Tucker squeezed her hand and drew her a half step closer to him. “And how did someone as kind as you wind up with an unkind man?”

“He saved his cruelty for after we were married, behind closed doors.”

Alarm welled in Tucker’s gut. “Did he hurt you?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “Only verbally, though. He never hit me.”

“Doesn’t make it okay.”

“Or less hurtful.” She held her head high as she walked, and Tucker admired the strength in her. “I went to therapy for a year, but sometimes his words are still there. Still haunting me. Still trying to convince me I’m not worth very much.”

Regret raged through Tucker, and he slid his arm around her waist and drew her into his side. “I’m sorry.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead, wishing he could’ve been there to protect her from that pain in her life. “I think you’re wonderful.”

“You’ve known me for three weeks.” She nudged him with her shoulder.

“I’ve worked by your side for ten hours a day, seven days a week,” he said. “It’s almost like, oh I don’t know, six months’ worth of time.”

She didn’t agree or argue, and he led her back to his truck. Drove her home. Walked her to her porch, where once again, the blanket of stars overhead created the near-perfect background for a goodnight kiss.

Missy looked up at him with hope and desire burning through her sea glass green eyes. “Well, good night,” he said. He drew her into a hug and released her before he lost his resolve and kissed her.

As the weeks passed, he became quite adept atop a horse. He’d chosen a tall black stallion that he owned as his riding horse. Licorice—another food name, Tucker noted—had a gentle demeanor, and Tucker liked learning how to ride.

He could bathe a horse as fast as Missy now, and he could get the farm unlocked and feeding started without help. He knew how to run the farm from behind a desk, but he hated that part of it. So he’d asked Missy to do it, and she said she’d done it before and could keep on with those administrative tasks.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.