Leave it for the Rain: A Love She Couldn't Remember—A Woman He Couldn't Forget (Grayson Brothers Book 6) by Wendy Lindstrom Read Free Book Online

you.”
    “I’d like that,” he said, returning to the excavation of their stones.
    She was off by six inches, but they found their special stones and wiped them clean with Adam’s blue handkerchief. The small misshapen rocks nested in their palms, their weight comforting and familiar. They would keep them in their pockets, a secret that only the two of them shared. For Rebecca, holding the stone in her hand was like having a part of Adam with her, a token of their love that was as solid and unyielding as their worry stones.
    Shifting her gaze from the stone in her palm to Adam’s handsome face, she said, “I believe you owe me a kiss, sir.”
    To her surprise, Adam pulled her down on top of him and kissed her thoroughly. He rolled her to her back and ended with a playful nip on her neck. “If I recall correctly, missy, you still owe me a pair of boots.”
    Rebecca burst out laughing and immediately clapped a hand over her mouth to keep the sound from traveling the creek.
    “Tossing them in the creek was unforgivably cruel, Rebecca Jean.”
    When she caught her breath, she said, “I was fifteen and frustrated, Adam. I was in a fit that day and not in control of my actions.”
    “I’ll say.” His lopsided grin made her laugh again.
    “I’ll add a piece of apple pie to your lunch tomorrow,” she said, loving the playful sparkle in his eyes. “Will that pay my debt?”
    His eyes devoured her. “Marry me tomorrow and I’ll consider your debt paid.”
    She laughed and planted a kiss on his wonderfully warm lips. “Get off me. I can’t be late.”
    He rolled off and lunged to his feet, pulling her up with him. “Seriously, Rebecca. Maybe we should move up our wedding. We could spend our first month at Crane Landing in a pretty little house by the river. When we return to Fredonia, the furniture we ordered for our home will be here.”
    She searched his eyes and felt a wild, reckless rush of heat shoot through her body. “Could we really do that?”
    A slow, sure smile lifted his lips and made her stomach light with anticipation. “I’ll have to work things out at the mill, but I don’t want to wait another single day to be with you,” he said. “Please, marry me tomorrow.”
    “Oh, Adam...” She embraced him, kissed his warm lips. “I don’t want to wait either.” She looked into his handsome face and knew she would do anything—anything at all—to be with him. “Come by tomorrow evening after you finish at the mill, and we’ll tell Mama and Daddy what we’ve decided.” She kissed his jaw then swung herself onto Star’s strong back. “Bring Pastor Ainsley with you.”

Chapter Four

    Adam woke before dawn and put a pot of coffee on the cook-stove to brew. Duke and Faith were already stirring upstairs and would be down shortly.
    He was used to fending for himself and was glad to pour them a cup of the aromatic steaming brew when they entered the kitchen. It gave them all a few extra minutes to enjoy a hot breakfast and enjoyable conversation over coffee before they began their day.
    As the first rays of the sun slanted across the village, Adam walked out Liberty Street with his father, eagerly anticipating a day of heckling and hard work at the mill—and spending his wedding night at the White Inn with his wife.
    “I can hardly keep pace with you, Adam.” With an unexpected chuckle, his father pulled Adam into one of his side-armed hugs that always made Adam feel special. “You seem awfully eager to get to the mill this morning.”
    “There’s no place I’d rather be,” he said honestly. He loved the mill and working with his father and uncles and their boisterous crew. He couldn’t wait to settle into his new home with Rebecca, and spend his days at the mill and his evenings with Rebecca and their family.
    “Well, I’m glad to hear that, son, but let’s see if you’re singing the same tune after breaking your back all day. You may want to head straight back to Crane