Tate: The Montana Marshalls - An Inspirational Romantic Suspense Family Series by Warren Susan May

Author:Warren, Susan May [Warren, Susan May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SDG Publishing
Published: 2019-07-09T00:00:00+00:00

I took a few wrong turns…Down a couple back roads

But wound up where I was supposed to…Making my way making my way to you

She thumbed away a tear and sighed.

Looked out the window as the lights of the city splashed by. You’ve had a few rough starts, Glo-light, so I think you have reason to complain. But that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve to be safe. Or happy. Or to have someone protect you.

Her throat thickened, remembering her father’s words.

She disagreed. She didn’t deserve Tate. Not after how she’d treated him.

It was better that he’d left. She’d make sure her mother gave him a good reference.

She ran her hand again across her cheek.

They finally pulled up in front of the house, and Rags gave her a sad, tight-lipped smile as he helped her out.

“I’m just going to sit by the pool for a while, Rags, so…you can turn in.”

He gave her a nod, although she wasn’t sure he was going to obey. She let herself into the quiet house and pulled off her shoes. Dangled them between her fingers as she headed to the kitchen. She dropped them on the tile floor, then opened the Sub-Zero in search of chocolate.

Not a hope of comfort to be found. She closed the door and glanced out toward the pool. The empty lounger.

And for some reason the memory of Tate sitting there compelled her outside. The bricks scrubbed on her bare feet, and she lifted her dress to keep it off the patio.

She stood at the edge of the pool, the smell of chlorine lifting into the night. Overhead, the Milky Way spilled out in glorious repose, the air cool, carrying a touch of summer on the breeze.

You are worthy of help. Of protection. Of sitting night by night by the pool in a lounge chair, pining.

She ran her hands up her arms, a chill finding her bones.

No, actually, she wasn’t. Not this time.

Steps sounded behind her on the patio, and she glanced over her shoulder and spotted a figure standing in the shadows.

She turned back to the pool, her hand on her stomach. “Sloan, I’m sorry for tonight. For leaving. I know I should have stayed, but…I just…”

More steps, but she couldn’t turn to face him. Not with the lies between them. “I need to tell you something, and it’s going to hurt you, and I’m sorry about that, but I need you to know…when you first asked me out for dinner last week, I said yes because I was angry at someone. Very angry, and I used our time together to make him more angry. And I’m sorry for that because you’re a great guy and I shouldn’t have used you. You deserve better than me.”

A breath drew in, and she closed her eyes. “I understand if you never want to see me again.”

A hand slid over her shoulders. Warm, solid, sending a tremor through her. “If I never wanted to see you again, I wouldn’t have taken the red-eye from DC back to you.

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