The Trouble with Scotland by Patience Griffin

Author:Patience Griffin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-02-17T15:56:42+00:00

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It was the bravest thing Sadie had ever done, getting his attention. But she needed to thank Ross for being so kind to her, so gentle, so good. She needed to thank him for taking her to Glasgow to buy books, and for letting her meet his mother. She needed to thank him for being such a good friend to her.

And all the while, she was pretty certain she was lying to herself about all of it.

She pulled him down, his hands landing on either side of her. She was just going to make it a quick thank you kiss. A peck on the cheek.

What she intended, though, was not what she did.

She clutched his shirtfront, stared into his face—registering only his hooded eyes in the moonlit room—and then pulled him to her lips. She was hungry for his kiss, maybe even a little desperate. She angled her mouth over his and kissed him with all she had. He didn’t pull away, but adjusted his position, as he sat down beside her. He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her back. He seemed a little desperate, too.

They were a couple of starved creatures, feasting on each other’s mouths. But something changed. He rested his hand on her cheek, and the kiss turned tender. And it was as if the tenderness was the thing that killed it.

He pulled away. “I have to go.” His face was so very close to hers.

“I know,” she whispered. “It was only a dream.”

He let go of her and she scooted under the quilts. She closed her eyes so she didn’t have to see him leave.

Quietly, he pulled the door closed behind him.

Yes. It had been a dream. All the time she’d spent with Ross had been just that.

Sleep should’ve been elusive, but she needed to only pretend that she was back in his truck with his arm tucked protectively around her, and she fell into a deep sleep.

In the morning, Sadie woke before the rest of the quilters. She could’ve lain there all day, reliving the kiss in this very bed, but instead, she tucked the memory away, knowing she would pull it out often when she was alone in Gigi’s house back in North Carolina. She crawled out of bed. She had a lot to accomplish today . . . because tomorrow, she was going home.

It didn’t take long to get ready. She liked that she was super low maintenance, which would serve her well when she had her transplant. She had only to shower, comb out her wet hair, and dress. She didn’t bother with makeup or curling irons. She was who she was, and that was okay with her.

When she arrived at Quilting Central, she was relieved no one was there . . . yet. She went to her corner, prepared to get as much done as quickly as possible before they descended upon her. She knew it would be hard to be around the gray-haired ladies, but Sadie steeled herself for what had to be done.

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