The Love Potion by Sandra Hill

Author:Sandra Hill [Sandra Hill]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780062019073
Google: KY773IzrLbkC
Amazon: B003P2WBO8
Barnesnoble: B003P2WBO8
Goodreads: 8571816
Publisher: Avon
Published: 1999-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

The dark predawn skies lightened slowly to an ashy blue, then suddenly burst open over the bayou like a firecracker into clear blue skies, swirling white clouds, and a full orange sun. A perfect moment for the small Piper hydroplane to set down in the stream in front of Luc’s cabin.

Even this early, heat shimmered in the air and mist rose from the slow-moving water. A crimson-headed turkey buzzard wheeled over the trees before swooping down to the water, undaunted by their intrusion into its domain.

As the crow flies, their destination was less than two hundred miles from Houma. By plane, it had taken only thirty-five minutes to get there. But because of the endlessly meandering streams and tributaries, many of them so new that they were unnamed, it would have taken a day or more to reach the site by boat. Fortunately for them, there were a lot of bayous in Louisiana that were not yet civilized or known to men, especially since every time the Mississippi changed its course or flooded over, new bayous were created and old ones swallowed up.

There was no dock; so, Luc and Remy jumped into the shallow water, shoes and all, and made quick work of securing the light plane with ropes to an ancient stump on the sloping bank. It appeared as if Sylvie would have to go into the thigh-deep water as well, if she wanted to traverse the ten feet from floating plane to dry ground.

But no, Luc was holding out his arms to her. “Come on, Sylv. I’ll carry you.”

“Hah!” No way was she going to put herself in his arms again…not willingly…not even for such an innocent reason.

Remy waggled his eyebrows at them as he splashed by, already starting to empty the plane of the many canvas bags of supplies he’d brought, some ordered by Luc and some filled by Tante Lulu.

She eased herself onto the ledge of the open door, Happy Meal box securely held to her chest, and eyed the murky water with distaste. It was stained the color of dark tea from the tannin of tree bark and fallen leaves. Out of her side vision, she saw a mama alligator cruise by with a baby gator on its back.

Luc laughed, apparently reading her thoughts, and scooped her easily into his arms.

A small squeak of alarm came from her mouth as she quickly wrapped one arm around his neck, the other still clutching the Happy Meal box. “I’m too heavy for you,” she protested weakly.

He chuckled and pretended to sway beneath her weight. But then he turned and headed toward shore, one arm under her legs, the other circling her shoulders. Sylvie didn’t even want to think about how good he felt and how secure she felt.

“Don’t you be worryin’ none, darlin’. You’re the perfect size for me.” He grinned. “To carry, that is.”

“I am not perfect,” she said, without thinking. Her eyes were fixed on the water, where she could swear she saw a black

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