The Wedding Promise by Carolyn Davidson

Author:Carolyn Davidson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, General, Historical, Fiction
ISBN: 9781459261341
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-07-15T04:00:00+00:00

Rachel’s wedding dress lay over the back of a chair, the skirt spread wide, buttons mated with buttonholes, tissue paper stuffed in the puffed sleeves. Made of silk organza, it was the most beautiful dress she’d ever owned, bar none.

Lorena and her mother had spent hours making it, taking over the dining room for the task. She made her way onto the bed, crawling up to lean against the headboard, propping a pillow behind her, the better to admire the bridal dress. Even from here, it looked like something from a fairy tale.

She sighed as she considered that thought. Life on a ranch was a far cry from a story in a book, she feared.

The bed beneath her was large, the biggest in the house, its mattress the very one Cord’s mother had slept upon. Here she had known her husband’s touch, had borne her sons and finally drawn her last breath.

In this room Marietta and Harvey McPherson had conducted a marriage. Empty for six years, only now had it been opened up and aired out, prepared for Cord and his bride. Rachel had sensed a certain reluctance in Cord as he told her of his decision to move their belongings into this room. So seldom did he speak of his father, she wondered at it.

Now his footsteps in the hallway alerted her to his presence and she drew in a quick breath, watching the doorknob as she waited for his entrance. A knock announced him and then the handle turned and he opened the door a crack.

“Rachel? Can I come in?”

“Yes, certainly.” She snatched up a pillow from his side of the bed and held it tightly across her chest, wrapping her arms around it. In the doing, her legs straightened and the hem of her nightgown crept up, exposing her legs almost to the knees.

Her gaze met that of the man entering the room and she reached to tug at the shirttail hem of her gown. He smiled, his eyes shifting to her efforts as he closed the door behind himself.

“I’ve seen feet before, Rachel. Yours don’t scare me one bit.” His fingers were busy undoing the buttons of his shirt as he spoke, and he tugged it free. His trousers sagged against his hips, the top buttons undone, and she caught a glimpse of cream-colored underwear beneath the gray worsted material of his best pair of pants.

“I’ve had this nightgown for a couple of years, Cord. It shrank, and it’s too short.”

“Guess that’s a matter of opinion,” he said, his gaze slanting again to her rounded calves and narrow feet.

Sitting on the chair, he lifted one foot to rest on the other knee, and tugged at his boot. His grunt of effort did the trick and the boot released its suction on his foot. He lifted the other foot to repeat the process.

“Maybe we need to buy you a new gown next time we go into town.”

“From Conrad?” Her cheeks grew pink as she considered the idea of such a thing.

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