Remember to Forget by Deborah Raney

Author:Deborah Raney
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Howard Fiction

Maggie placed her hand over his, for one brief moment, but it was long enough to feel the warmth and strength there.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Trevor stood by the fireplace in the lobby, wearing a subdued smile. “You ready?”

He looked cool, refreshed, and—well, wonderful—in his navy polo and Dockers.

Maggie glanced self-consciously at her outfit. “Am I dressed okay?” Immediately she laughed at her own question. “Not that it matters. I don’t really have much to change into.”

“Oh, no, you’re fine.” He peered through the side window now polished to a shine through Wren’s efforts. “I got stuff for a picnic, if you don’t mind eating outside. It’s clouded over a little, and the park is fairly shady this time of day anyway.” He eyed her, then quickly moved his gaze away.

She got the impression he was making excuses. “A picnic is fine. Sounds like fun.”

“Okay then.” He indicated the door with a nod. “I’m parked out front.”

The sun played peekaboo with fluffy white clouds, and it had cooled off some, but it was warm inside Trevor’s pickup. He cranked up the air conditioner—which spit out a stream of cold air, then immediately turned warm. He rolled down the windows.

In the short time it took them to drive to the edge of town to the roadside park, Maggie felt like a wind-blown, wilted daisy.

Trevor parked in the sandy lot near an empty playground and came around to open Maggie’s door. While she climbed down, he lifted a small cooler from the bed of the truck.

“Here.” He pointed to a picnic table under a massive tree. The old cottonwood’s roots crawled down the bank to drink from the muddy waters of the Smoky Hill River. “Does that look okay?”

“Perfect. Can I carry something?”

“I’ve got it.” He patted the cooler. “Everything is in here. It’s nothing fancy, but I thought you might like to see the park.”

“It’s beautiful.” It wasn’t Central Park by a long shot, but it did have its own charm. Mostly that it was peaceful and quiet, save for the whispering of the cottonwood trees and the occasional splash of a fish or frog in the river. There was a teenage girl playing with two toddlers on the swings a distance away, and an elderly man fishing on the riverbank, but other than that they had the place to themselves.

Previous picnickers had left broken potato chips littering the table and benches. Trevor brushed them off with his free hand. “I guess I should have brought a blanket to sit on. Sorry. This was kind of a last-minute idea. Maybe it wasn’t a very good one.”

“Oh, no, it’s fine.” Maggie didn’t know whether to be suspicious of his polite sweetness or to just swoon and be done with it. A bolt of guilt surged through her at that thought. She had no right to be thinking romantic thoughts. If Kevin knew she was here—on something strongly resembling a date—he would be livid. Though she realized now that Kevin had cared little for her, she had been his possession and woe to the man who dared interfere.

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