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questioning to dark and determined. I swallowed nervously as he led me over to the wooden fence.
“Up and over, Babe.” He sat the picnic basket down and came over to stand behind me, his hands resting softly on my waist. “Let me give you a boost.” His voice deepened as he whispered in my ear. I grasped the board of the fence with a shaking hand, put a foot on the bottom plank, and then throw my leg over just as Matt gave me a heave-ho up. I made it over with my pride still intact. You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl. I beamed over the fence at Matt like I’d just braved bungee jumping. He smiled warmly at me and then handed over the basket and blanket. His long legs swung over the fence gracefully, landing right next to me without any effort. He took the basket in his hand and then twined the fingers of his free hand through mine. The gesture felt so very right just then.
“Aren’t you worried we’ll get in trouble for trespassing?” I asked as we traipsed across a field and up a pretty steep hill.
“Nah. I’m allowed on all this land since my family owns it,” he said with a shrug. My jaw dropped and my mouth made a little “o” in surprise. The land was acres upon acres of sprawling, gorgeous fields and tree lined hills. When we crested the hill we’d been climbing, I sucked in a breath through my teeth. A small lake, surrounded by dogwood trees in full bloom, made the view a spectacular sight to behold. I sighed and closed my eyes just as a breeze wafted the scent of the blossoms to my nostrils. It was heavenly. Matt’s eyes were shining as he watched my reaction.
“Come on, I’m starving.” He pulled me down the hill and over to a lovely spot right next to the lake. We spread out our picnic blanket directly under one of the larger dogwood trees. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning when I shooed Matt’s hands away to unpack the basket he’d brought for us. A bottle of blush colored wine and two wine glasses, A loaf of freshly baked bread, cold cuts and several cheeses, strawberries, blackberries, and a bowl of crisp veggies and ranch dressing. Finally, a beautiful berry parfait packaged in two lovely glass containers. I smiled over at Matt and began making us both a plate. I was enjoying my strawberries after eating more than a girl should on a first date, and watching a flower petal float down from the tree above us when I sensed Matt’s eyes on me.
“What?” I asked as I licked the left over strawberry juice from my lips. He shook his head and the side of his mouth turned up in a grin.
“You have no idea how absolutely beautiful you are, do you?” His voice was soft and sensual, desire burning from beneath his full lashes. I felt a blush work its way over my cheeks. I was amazed that Matt could so easily make me feel more than desired, he made me feel cherished . Matt got up and stretched lazily, I enjoyed the view from where I was reclining on the blanket.
“C’mon, I want to show you something.” He had a boyish enthusiasm and my curiosity was immediately peaked. I put my hand in his, reveling in how thousands of little tingles zinged up my arm when he helped me to my feet. Instead of letting go of my hand, he tucked it under his arm and led me to a small dock on the lake. When we made it to the edge he let go of my hand and squatted down and rubbed his hand over an engraving on the boards of the dock. I bent down next to him to get a closer look. The initials MW, HW, DW, and AC were etched into the dock along with the symbol of unity. I ran my hand over the carvings, wondering what they all stood for.
“MW and HW? You and Hunter?” I asked as I ran a finger over each of the letters.
“Yeah, we used to come here as kids every summer before my granddad passed away. Then my dad inherited it and we moved here a few years back.” He had a crooked little smile on his lips, his thoughts obviously on thinking back to all the
“Up and over, Babe.” He sat the picnic basket down and came over to stand behind me, his hands resting softly on my waist. “Let me give you a boost.” His voice deepened as he whispered in my ear. I grasped the board of the fence with a shaking hand, put a foot on the bottom plank, and then throw my leg over just as Matt gave me a heave-ho up. I made it over with my pride still intact. You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl. I beamed over the fence at Matt like I’d just braved bungee jumping. He smiled warmly at me and then handed over the basket and blanket. His long legs swung over the fence gracefully, landing right next to me without any effort. He took the basket in his hand and then twined the fingers of his free hand through mine. The gesture felt so very right just then.
“Aren’t you worried we’ll get in trouble for trespassing?” I asked as we traipsed across a field and up a pretty steep hill.
“Nah. I’m allowed on all this land since my family owns it,” he said with a shrug. My jaw dropped and my mouth made a little “o” in surprise. The land was acres upon acres of sprawling, gorgeous fields and tree lined hills. When we crested the hill we’d been climbing, I sucked in a breath through my teeth. A small lake, surrounded by dogwood trees in full bloom, made the view a spectacular sight to behold. I sighed and closed my eyes just as a breeze wafted the scent of the blossoms to my nostrils. It was heavenly. Matt’s eyes were shining as he watched my reaction.
“Come on, I’m starving.” He pulled me down the hill and over to a lovely spot right next to the lake. We spread out our picnic blanket directly under one of the larger dogwood trees. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning when I shooed Matt’s hands away to unpack the basket he’d brought for us. A bottle of blush colored wine and two wine glasses, A loaf of freshly baked bread, cold cuts and several cheeses, strawberries, blackberries, and a bowl of crisp veggies and ranch dressing. Finally, a beautiful berry parfait packaged in two lovely glass containers. I smiled over at Matt and began making us both a plate. I was enjoying my strawberries after eating more than a girl should on a first date, and watching a flower petal float down from the tree above us when I sensed Matt’s eyes on me.
“What?” I asked as I licked the left over strawberry juice from my lips. He shook his head and the side of his mouth turned up in a grin.
“You have no idea how absolutely beautiful you are, do you?” His voice was soft and sensual, desire burning from beneath his full lashes. I felt a blush work its way over my cheeks. I was amazed that Matt could so easily make me feel more than desired, he made me feel cherished . Matt got up and stretched lazily, I enjoyed the view from where I was reclining on the blanket.
“C’mon, I want to show you something.” He had a boyish enthusiasm and my curiosity was immediately peaked. I put my hand in his, reveling in how thousands of little tingles zinged up my arm when he helped me to my feet. Instead of letting go of my hand, he tucked it under his arm and led me to a small dock on the lake. When we made it to the edge he let go of my hand and squatted down and rubbed his hand over an engraving on the boards of the dock. I bent down next to him to get a closer look. The initials MW, HW, DW, and AC were etched into the dock along with the symbol of unity. I ran my hand over the carvings, wondering what they all stood for.
“MW and HW? You and Hunter?” I asked as I ran a finger over each of the letters.
“Yeah, we used to come here as kids every summer before my granddad passed away. Then my dad inherited it and we moved here a few years back.” He had a crooked little smile on his lips, his thoughts obviously on thinking back to all the
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