The Brides of Hilton Head Island 1: Marrying the Marine by Sabrina Sims McAfee

Author:Sabrina Sims McAfee [McAfee, Sabrina Sims]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, United States, African American, Genre Fiction, War, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00JF9IRTI
Publisher: McAfee Publications & Entertainment
Published: 2014-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Salmon croquettes sizzled in olive oil inside the hot frying pan on top of the stove. Beside the stove on the counter, the Keurig hummed, brewing a small cup of raspberry tea. Sandella inhaled the mixed aromas, sliced a tablespoon of butter into the simmering grits, added a dash of salt, and then stirred.

As the meal settled into its last stages of cooking, she walked over to the window. She slid her hands inside her apron. Two birds perched on the branch of her favorite oak. They began pecking each other beaks.

Ahh, they’re in love. Like me. Last night after they’d made love, she’d left the cottage and come back to the main house. Just as she’d crawled into bed, Braylon emerged in the doorway and ended up joining her. They’d made love three times last night and eventually she’d fallen asleep with him holding her.

Braylon had no clue how deeply and madly in love she was with him. It’d been on the tip of her tongue to tell him last night after they’d made mad passionate love the last time. But she couldn’t. She didn’t believe in women announcing their undying love for a man first. It just wasn’t right.

For all she knew he might never love her and might very well end things once Willa and Drake returned. Who knew? As charming and as handsome as he was, she was certain the women on the base would eventually make a move, if they hadn’t done so already.

Lord help me. He’d captured her heart like no man ever had. Having sex before knowing where the relationship was headed…why in the world did she let this happen?

“It smells delicious in here.” Braylon startled the heck out of her.

She turned around sharply. “Good morning.”

“You’re up and going early, but then again, you’re always are. A hardworking woman is tough to find these days, especially one that’s genuine.”

So are you saying that I’m your woman? Darn it. Why didn’t she have the nerve to ask the questions she deserved to know the answers to? Like…where did she stand with him? “That’s what I hear. Would you like some breakfast?”

He looked at the time on his watch. “Normally I don’t eat a heavy breakfast, but this smells too good to turn down. And I love salmon croquettes.”

Just as she pulled a plate down from the cupboard the phone rang. She hefted it from its base and dropped it to her ear. “Hello.”

“Sandella, darling. Good morning.” It was Willa.

She placed a hand over the mouthpiece and softly whispered, “It’s your grandmother.”

Braylon smiled, then nodded. “Oh.”

“How’s everything going, darling?” she asked, in her usual southern, sophisticated drawl.

“Everything’s fine. I picked Royce up from Gladys’s yesterday, and he’s so happy to be home.”

Braylon pressed his chest up against her breasts, cupped her butt, and nibbled the crook of her neck. Chills engulfed her. Oh God, not while I’m on the phone.

“Yes, he’s more comfortable at home. How’s your health doing?”

Braylon hiked the apron to her

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