Ten Million Fireflies (Band of Sisters) by Marianne Rice

Author:Marianne Rice [Rice, Marianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: military romance, women in military, small town romance
Publisher: Star Hill Press
Published: 2021-03-11T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The low-hung branches of the hemlocks blocked most of the sun’s rays from reaching the cabin, and the cloud cover added another layer of shade. Brooke used a flashlight to inspect the corners where she’d heard all sorts of scurrying in the middle of the night.

She’d been on too much of a lovesick high to really care, but now in the early shadows of the morning, she got the heebie-jeebies. Mice wouldn’t elicit a scream from her. She wouldn’t be jumping on a table to avoid the little buggers, but she didn’t want to encourage their hideaway either, especially if she’d be making the cabin her home for the next four months, with the occasional sleepovers in the fancy home on the other side of the trail.

Drew made her feel weightless, like she was floating on air. Something of a challenge for a five-foot-ten woman. The text he sent her when giving her his number last night still made her giggle, and she wasn’t the giggling type.

I’m more than interested.

He put her at ease with the world, or more specifically, with Ike. The wealthy Beckett family was nothing like her birth father and for that, she was grateful.

For too many years, she’d pegged all wealthy, famous people to be assholes, and she unfairly gave Drew the short end of the stick when she found out about his career. Brooke wasn’t above admitting when she was wrong—which wasn’t often—but when she was, she could be as humble as Fish.

Tires coming down the dirt drive caused her hands to tingle, even though she figured if it was Drew, he’d walk over.

Turning off the flashlight, she stepped outside and greeted the plumber.

“Hi. I’m Brooke. You must be Craig?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Tall and lanky with a mop of curly brown hair, Craig sniffed and blew his nose in a tissue, stuffing it in the front of his jeans.

She held back on the handshake and showed him to the rec hall. “The kitchen is my top priority and then the shower house. There are two on the property. I really only need one working this summer, but I will need both next year.”

“Might as well turn them all on now. You’re running on a well and pulling water from the pond. Ain’t gonna cost you any more or any less in the long run. Not sure about the pipes, though. Some could be busted or leaking after being dry for so long.”

“I’ll let you do your thing then. Can I get you anything?”

“No, ma’am. I’m gonna dig around first and make sure your pipes are in good working order.” With that, he moseyed outside.

Her phone vibrated in her back pocket and she pulled it out, instantly brightening when she saw Drew’s number.

Are you free for lunch?

She responded, I can clear my schedule.

Brooke chewed on her lower lip while she waited for his response. And waited. And waited. Frowning, she tucked her phone into her back pocket and carried on with her chores.

It was nearly an hour later before he responded.

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