Wedding at Wildwood by Lenora Worth

Author:Lenora Worth [Worth, Lenora]
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, General, Romance, Romance - Contemporary, Fiction, Fiction - Romance, Non-Classifiable, Romance - General, Christian, Religious - General, Religious, Religious - Romance
ISBN: 9780373870530
Publisher: Steeple Hill Books
Published: 1999-02-15T23:11:00.750000+00:00

Chapter Nine

Dillon was up at dawn the next day. Actually, he’d never really fallen asleep. Instead, he’d lain in bed listening as the thunder moved farther to the south. The rain had missed Wildwood, and Dillon now missed the rain.

He needed a good cloudburst to relieve some of the tension that had kept him awake all night. Today was his brother’s wedding day, but that was the least of his worries.

He loved her.

And now, he wanted her to love him, too.

Isabel Landry had told him she wanted to stand by him, but could she ever return the love he felt for her?

Now he had to decide what he was going to do about this love he’d so long denied. His initial reaction had been pure joy. But, it was a joy born of long ago dreams and long forgotten hopes. Since leaving Wildwood, he’d tried to put Isabel out of his mind—for her sake. She deserved better than him; she deserved so much more than he could ever give her.

Taking another sip of coffee, Dillon sat back on the ratty cane rocker he’d found in the attic and pulled onto the porch, wondering if he’d ever be capable of accepting love from any woman. Oh, he loved Isabel, knew that in his heart. But in his head, logic told him he shouldn’t acknowledge that love. He couldn’t ask her to take him on; he couldn’t ask her to accept his family into her heart.

So here he sat, wishing, wondering if he should just leave soon after the wedding, or stay and pour his heart and soul into rebuilding this old house, and winning over the woman of his dreams. Could he actually have both?

Right now, that didn’t seem possible. She’d promised to stand by him, to help him reconcile with his brother. But what Isabel didn’t know was that she couldn’t help him. She’d only make matters worse.

But Dillon couldn’t tell her that. He couldn’t tell Isabel that she was one of the main reasons he and his brother were no longer on speaking terms.

Throwing the dregs of his coffee out into the overgrown shrubbery, Dillon stood to go inside. That’s when he saw Eli and two other men standing in Eli’s front yard. All three were looking a little too keenly toward the old mansion. Stepping back out of view, Dillon watched as Eli talked in an animated fashion, his hands gesturing, his face flushed with anger.

“What are you up to, brother?” Dillon muttered. The men sure seemed interested in the old plantation house. Squinting toward the fresh rising eastern sun, Dillon recognized one of the men. Leland Burke. The president of Wildwood Bank and Trust, complete with suit, tie and a notebook. Dillon watched as Leland jotted down information. He didn’t recognize the other man.

Now, what was so important that Eli would be standing out here on a Saturday morning, on his wedding day, at that?

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