drop it?”
“Hey, Lark, you actually sounded pretty good.” Jade strolled up with Ivy and Kane following.
“I would hope so with all the time I spend practicing.”
Kane handed Rachel her flashlight and the end of Daisy’s leash.
“Thanks.” A familiar tingle sizzled along her nerve endings when their fingers brushed. “Kane, this is my daughter, Lark.”
“It’s nice to meet you.”
Lark mumbled an acknowledgement. “Can we go? I’m cold.”
“Sure. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”
He touched her shoulder. “Ask Ozzie for a sack lunch in the morning. We probably won’t be back until mid-afternoon.”
She nodded. “Good night.”
“Night, Rachel. Sleep well, girls.”
“What was that all about?” Lark kicked a rock in the path as they left the campfire area. “Where’s he taking you tomorrow?”
“For a hike.”
“I’m going on an art walk to paint flowers.” Ivy skipped ahead.
“So you’re just taking Jade with you?”
“Nope. I’m going to be in a race.”
Lark snorted. “That’s convenient.”
Rachel gritted her teeth. “All of you head down to the outhouse before getting ready for bed. You don’t want to have to get up in the middle of the night.”
“And run into a bear.” Ivy shivered.
Lark stopped as Rachel stepped off the path. “Where are you going?”
“Up the hill so Daisy can do her business. I don’t want to take her out again later.”
The stars shone brightly overhead as the dog stopped to sniff a bush. Behind her, a branch snapped. Rachel glanced over her shoulder.
“Come on, Daisy. Go pee and make it snappy. Ivy has me imagining bears behind every tree.”
Finally, Daisy squatted.
“Good girl.”
When the dog finished, Rachel took a quick trip to the outhouse then hurried back to the cabin. The girls were already in bed. Someone had lit the lantern, and a soft glow illuminated the room. She brushed her teeth at the basin, undressed and pulled on a pair of sweats then turned off the lantern before climbing into her bunk.
“G’night, Mom.”
At Ivy’s whisper, Rachel smiled. “Good night, girls. Sweet dreams.”
Jade turned in her bunk. “I’m glad we came.”
Ivy’s head poked over the edge. “Me, too.”
Across the cabin, Lark turned to face the wall, presenting her back.
Rachel sighed. “I’m glad we came, too. Now, go to sleep.”
* * * *
His heart pounded with a surge of adrenaline. He’d almost approached Jordan walking her dog, but the desire to talk to her—maybe touch her—battled with his cautious nature. In the end, he’d forced himself to wait. It was too soon. She needed time to get to know him before he made a move.
He lay still in his bunk, too excited to sleep. Today had been the best day of his life. He’d watched Jordan at the lake, wearing a bathing suit that revealed her beautiful body. The water had glistened on her flawless skin when she emerged from the lake, and her nipples were hard little points. Someday they would respond to his touch the way they had to the chilly water. Someday she would look at him with love in her eyes. Maybe not yet, but soon.
A frown drew his brows together, and his burgeoning erection wilted. The day would have been a perfect if Jordan hadn’t ruined it by sitting with Kane Lafferty at the bonfire. Jealousy roiled in his gut. She shouldn’t have sat so close to another man. She shouldn’t have let him put his filthy hands on her. She should save herself for the only one who truly loved her.
He was a patient man, a forgiving man, but there were limits to what he could endure. Watching Jordan with someone else wasn’t something he would tolerate.
He’d waited fourteen years for this moment, fourteen long years to make her his own. Failure wasn’t an option.
Chapter 6
“Daughter number one off to paint flowers. Check. Daughter number two staring down her competition with a gleam in her eye. Check.”
Kane smiled at the humor in Rachel’s voice then
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