Romance: First Time and Pregnant With The Navy Seal (Stepbrother, Military, Romance) by Scarlett Skye Read Free Book Online Page B

something else London didn't have.  It didn't have any tall, handsome, cowboys.  And that was definitely something worth staying around for.
     
    “No, no.  That's alright.  I was just looking for someone,” she answered, smiling back at him. She turned and walked out of the stable.  She pushed her sunglasses back down, as she walked back into the bright sunlight.
     
    “Who are you looking for?  Maybe I could help you?”
     
    He had slight accent that the others from around here didn't have, he must have moved from here from somewhere else as well.  She didn't know enough about accents in America to know where he was from, but it made his voice sound pleasant, and rhythmic.
     
    “Yes, perhaps you could.  I was supposed to be picking up my niece from her riding lessons, but I can't seem to find her.”
     
    “You must be looking for Leslie Cole.  I think she's by the north stables.  That's where her horse is,” the man answered, pointing the way with his hat.
     
    “How did you know that's who I wanted?”
     
    The man laughed again, the skin around his eyes crinkling.  “She helps me get the horses ready for the trail rides sometimes.  She told me about her aunt from 'across the pond'.”
     
    Dianna blushed slightly.  Of course, she still had her accent.  That would make it pretty obvious that she was from somewhere else.
     
    “It was good of you to come out, after the tragedy and all,” his voice got serious.
     
    She nodded.  “Sometimes you have to do these things for family.”
     
    After a few moments of silence, he spoke up again.  “Did you want some help getting to the north stable?”
     
    “Please, that would be wonderful.”
     
    They walked quietly in the direction he had pointed, the light wind wrapping her long skirt around her legs as she walked.  She could almost feel the warm wind drying out her skin, she licked her lips quickly.  Dianna looked around, keeping an eye out for Leslie.  Hopefully she was at the north stable, and hadn’t gone wandering around somewhere else.  She’d probably never find the girl then.  As they turned the corner, she could see Leslie leaning against a fence, watching the horses gallop around the ring.  The man laughed.
     
    “I guess she wasn’t at the stable after all.”
     
    “Thank for your help anyway.  I’m sorry to have taken you away from your work,” she turned to him.  “My name is Dianna.”
     
    “Call me Jackson,” he answered, holding out his hand.  “Good to meet you.”
     
    She shook his hand quickly.  After, he tipped his hat towards her and started walking back the way they had come.  Dianna walked briskly towards where Leslie was standing.
     
    “I thought you were supposed to wait for me at the parking lot?” she asked, her hands on her hips.
     
    Leslie turned around and rolled her eyes.  She was fourteen years old, and had to show everyone that she knew everything, like every other girl at that age.  Somewhere, far in the distant past, Dianna vaguely remembered doing the same thing.
     
    “Yeah, well, you found me.  What’s the big deal?”
     
    She leaned over to pick up her helmet and bag, and started walking towards the parking lot.  Dianna sighed, and watched her niece walk away.  After a few moments, she followed the younger girl.
     
    They drove back home together in silence.  They didn’t have very much in common, and often found it difficult to find things to talk about together.  The silence in the small car seemed to stretch on forever, making the car seem smaller, and the ride longer.  Eventually Leslie turned on the radio and pressed buttons until some country singer she liked came on.  She turned the volume up, and ignored Dianna the rest of the way home.
     
    Dianna sat up late that night in bed, trying to read her book.  Instead of the words on the pages, she kept seeing Jackson’s face in her mind.  She’d never seen him before, but then, she never paid much attention to