Read Online July (The Year of The Change Book 1) by Kathryn Gilmore - Free Book Online
Authors: Kathryn Gilmore
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University of Nebraska, Lincoln cheerleader poster, though everything else was tasteful. It was best Kevin wasn’t here. There was no way I could deal with a college man.
A photo on the dresser of him in his track uniform drew me over. The memory of Kansas flashed in my mind and I shuddered. He was cute in an athletic sort of way. He definitely wasn’t a soft city boy. From what I remembered he was just the kind of guy I would’ve done anything to attract. He hadn’t been the cutest boy I knew -- Calvin had that sewn up -- but he’d been a lot more fun to be around than most boys. He was a lot like my friend Donny.
Since the boys were busy with the horses and the twins were busy bothering the boys I had some time to relax where it was quiet and eyed the comfortable-looking bed. A soft, flat surface that didn’t move was just too tempting. I lay on his bed and closed my eyes. The thought of how nice it would be to spend time with Kevin and his brothers floated through my head. With no worries about The Change, I could flirt and get his undivided attention. I smiled at the fantasy that he could be interested in me and would want to follow me to Alaska … Only in my dreams.
The smile that tickled my face dropped as I came back to reality. Not this year.
A deep male voice interrupted my thoughts. “It’s comfortable, isn’t it?”
I about jumped out of my skin. I sat up straight and pulled my legs under me. A mature Kevin stood in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest. I tensed to run. My mouth went dry. A big grin on his ruggedly handsome face had my stomach doing funny things. I wasn’t laughing.
A couple of blinks assured me I wasn’t day dreaming. A day dream would have been nice. He wasn't supposed to be here so there was a possibility he wasn't real. I thought about going over and touching him to make sure. I shook myself. That was a stupid idea.
He blocked the only exit. What was I to do? The more his eyes bore into me the more I wanted to stay right where I was … a deer in his headlights.
After an hour of silence-- okay, it was only a minute, but seemed like an hour-- he dropped his grin. “I didn’t mean to bother you. I just came in to grab something from my closet.”
He seemed alright.
I found my voice, and it cracked. “Go right ahead.” I waved my arm toward the sliding doors on the other side of the room.
At least he would be away from the only escape. He walked over to the closet and slid the door open. He rummaged around the shelf. After a little bit he pulled out a large shoe box and opened it.
I waited.
He lifted the lid and looked in.
Wait for it.
He shifted the box as he rummaged some more.
Wait for it.
I didn’t have to wait all that long. He stiffened and slowly turned with a small box in his hands and a smile on his face. BINGO!
A gun couldn’t have shot a bullet faster than I moved off the bed. I was out the door before he could completely register what he was feeling. It was a reflex action I’d honed this year. I ran down the stairs coming to a screeching halt in the quiet living room. Empty. There wasn’t anyone around.
From the stairs Kevin called my name. My heart kicked into overdrive. I ran out the front door looking wildly for my family. Voices came from around back. I couldn't move fast enough as I rounded the corner and looked for my father, my bodyguard.
They were all standing by the corral where a young colt pranced around not far from his beautiful Chestnut mother. Dad looked concerned when he saw me running and out of breath. I skidded up beside him, shaking a little. He put his arm around my shoulders and I jerked my head towards the house.
Kevin walked quickly towards us as he smiled and stared at me. His eyes weren’t crazed. Maybe the fresh air helped.
The closer he got the more mesmerized I was by his angelic face. His classically sculpted features reminded me of a Renaissance painting of the archangel Gabriel. However this Gabriel was
A photo on the dresser of him in his track uniform drew me over. The memory of Kansas flashed in my mind and I shuddered. He was cute in an athletic sort of way. He definitely wasn’t a soft city boy. From what I remembered he was just the kind of guy I would’ve done anything to attract. He hadn’t been the cutest boy I knew -- Calvin had that sewn up -- but he’d been a lot more fun to be around than most boys. He was a lot like my friend Donny.
Since the boys were busy with the horses and the twins were busy bothering the boys I had some time to relax where it was quiet and eyed the comfortable-looking bed. A soft, flat surface that didn’t move was just too tempting. I lay on his bed and closed my eyes. The thought of how nice it would be to spend time with Kevin and his brothers floated through my head. With no worries about The Change, I could flirt and get his undivided attention. I smiled at the fantasy that he could be interested in me and would want to follow me to Alaska … Only in my dreams.
The smile that tickled my face dropped as I came back to reality. Not this year.
A deep male voice interrupted my thoughts. “It’s comfortable, isn’t it?”
I about jumped out of my skin. I sat up straight and pulled my legs under me. A mature Kevin stood in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest. I tensed to run. My mouth went dry. A big grin on his ruggedly handsome face had my stomach doing funny things. I wasn’t laughing.
A couple of blinks assured me I wasn’t day dreaming. A day dream would have been nice. He wasn't supposed to be here so there was a possibility he wasn't real. I thought about going over and touching him to make sure. I shook myself. That was a stupid idea.
He blocked the only exit. What was I to do? The more his eyes bore into me the more I wanted to stay right where I was … a deer in his headlights.
After an hour of silence-- okay, it was only a minute, but seemed like an hour-- he dropped his grin. “I didn’t mean to bother you. I just came in to grab something from my closet.”
He seemed alright.
I found my voice, and it cracked. “Go right ahead.” I waved my arm toward the sliding doors on the other side of the room.
At least he would be away from the only escape. He walked over to the closet and slid the door open. He rummaged around the shelf. After a little bit he pulled out a large shoe box and opened it.
I waited.
He lifted the lid and looked in.
Wait for it.
He shifted the box as he rummaged some more.
Wait for it.
I didn’t have to wait all that long. He stiffened and slowly turned with a small box in his hands and a smile on his face. BINGO!
A gun couldn’t have shot a bullet faster than I moved off the bed. I was out the door before he could completely register what he was feeling. It was a reflex action I’d honed this year. I ran down the stairs coming to a screeching halt in the quiet living room. Empty. There wasn’t anyone around.
From the stairs Kevin called my name. My heart kicked into overdrive. I ran out the front door looking wildly for my family. Voices came from around back. I couldn't move fast enough as I rounded the corner and looked for my father, my bodyguard.
They were all standing by the corral where a young colt pranced around not far from his beautiful Chestnut mother. Dad looked concerned when he saw me running and out of breath. I skidded up beside him, shaking a little. He put his arm around my shoulders and I jerked my head towards the house.
Kevin walked quickly towards us as he smiled and stared at me. His eyes weren’t crazed. Maybe the fresh air helped.
The closer he got the more mesmerized I was by his angelic face. His classically sculpted features reminded me of a Renaissance painting of the archangel Gabriel. However this Gabriel was
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