All My Love (All #5) by Natalie Ann

Author:Natalie Ann [Ann, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-06-14T04:00:00+00:00

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“Jordyn!” Drew shouted.

He’d called her name twice already and not only had she not responded, but she’d never even stopped what she was doing. She was frowning, maybe from concentration. He didn’t know. All he knew was she didn’t look happy and she was almost angrily slapping the tape on around the windows, then yanking it hard with a snap of her wrist.

“What?” she said, spinning around and almost tripping herself in the process, throwing her hand out to brace herself on the wall. “Are you trying to scare me to death?”

“No,” he said, shaking his head and walking forward. “I called your name twice and you didn’t respond. The guys aren’t being that loud, so it’s not like they could have distracted you.”

He’d been thrilled when Brynn told him to spend the day at Jordyn’s working. There wasn’t anything else lined up that he needed to do, so he was free to go where they felt he could be useful.

“Sorry. My mind was wandering. What are you doing here?”

“Working,” he said, cracking the barest of grins. Reaching forward, he pulled her into his arms. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You seem awfully distracted.” He hugged her for the moment. She seemed like she could use it.

“Just a lot on my mind.”

He heard the hitch in her voice and tilted her head back with this hand to see tears in her eyes. “Aw, baby, what’s wrong?”

She started to sniffle, trying to hold back the tears, he saw, but it didn’t matter. They started to run down her face.

“Nothing,” she said, pulling the neck of her shirt up and wiping her face on the inside of it.

“Since I’m looking at the tears on your face, I’d say you’re a big fat liar.”

Her lips twitched, just what he was hoping for. “Nothing major. I was having a flashback of my mother.”

“Want to talk about it?” She shrugged but didn’t say anything. “Come on, tell me. Maybe it will help. Did you remember something that might help you with your search?”

“I wish, but no.”

“Talk to me then. Just tell me what you remembered.”

“It’s really nothing important, Drew. I was remembering the last time I painted a room. It was with my mother and I was a child. I don’t even remember how old I was. Young, elementary school, probably second or third grade. It had more to do with the conversation we were having.”

“You remember the conversation?” he asked, amused.

“Yeah, what’s so funny about that?”

“Nothing really. I remember things like that with my mother all the time, but not when I’m awake.” He laughed at her confused face. “I used to dream about my mother all the time,” he explained. “My father still does, and Brynn, too. Those dreams seemed so real, like she was standing right next to me.”

“Really? I’ve never had that happen. What did she say?”

“Nothing much, I guess. It’s the way she was. Her movements and actions, the look in her eyes.”

He missed that more than he could say. The way

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