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come get you guys. Evidently she overheard the first part of the conversation. When I saw her
she was crying so hard she couldn t see straight and bumped right into me when I came to
find out what was taking all of you so long.
Dare shook his head sadly. She gave me a message to give you. She told me to tell you that
she doesn t want to see you again.
Hearing enough, Thorn spun around, and, without giving his brothers another glance, he
quickly went back into the building in search of Tara.
She left, Thorn, Shelly Westmoreland said, frowning at her brother-in-law. She was crying
and came back inside just long enough to get her purse. She left through that side door.
Exactly what did you do to her?
Thorn couldn t wait to give Shelly an answer. More than likely Tara had returned to the hotel
and he planned to be right on her heels. He had a lot of explaining to do and he also intended
to tell her just what she meant to him.
When Thorn got to the hotel he saw that Tara had not been there, and he started to worry. One
of the members of his work crew indicated he had given Tara a lift from the victory party
back to the hotel to get her rental car. When hours passed and she still hadn t come, his worry
increased. Even when his brothers showed up to apologize and discovered Tara hadn t
returned, he could tell that it made them feel worse, which, as far as he was concerned, served
them right.
He had finally gotten them to leave after Dare had placed a call to the sheriff in Daytona,
whom he knew personally. After checking things out, the sheriff had informed them that a
vehicle fitting the description of the rental car that Tara was driving had been spotted on the
interstate heading toward Bunnell.
Thorn paced the confines of the hotel room. He was angry with his brothers but angrier with
himself. He should have spilled his heart and soul to her when he d had the chance. Now she
would assume that what she had overheard was true and would believe that he was another
man who had humiliated her.
He knew he had to let her know how much he loved her and just how much she meant to him.
Over the past two years she had been many things to him: his challenge, his sweetest
temptation and his woman.
Now he had to convince her that he loved her and more than anything he wanted her as his
wife.
Twelve
T ara woke up early the next morning in her old bedroom. She glanced around. Her parents
had pretty much kept things the same, and she was glad that when she d left home two years
ago she hadn t packed every stitch she owned, otherwise she would not have had a thing to
wear. Luckily for her, her closets and dresser drawers were filled with both inner and
outerwear that still fit her.
She knew her parents had been surprised to see her when she had unexpectedly shown up last
night asking if she could stay for the next couple of days, just long enough to get a flight back
to Atlanta. They hadn t asked her any questions but had welcomed her with open arms and
told her she knew she could stay for as long as she liked. She had also contacted the rental car
agency to let them know she intended to keep the vehicle a while longer.
She sighed deeply. Her parents had always been super and she appreciated them for
everything they had ever done for her. Her brothers had returned to college and her baby sister
had left that day for an out of town trip with the school s band for a week. In a way she was
glad none of her siblings were there to see her go through heartbreak a second time.
Flipping onto her back she knew she had decisions to make. Maybe it was time for her to
leave the Atlanta area. A friend of hers from med school was trying to get her to think about
coming to Boston to work. Maybe relocating to Massachusetts was exactly the change she
needed.
I see that young man of yours won the big race yesterday in Daytona, Tara Lynn. It was in
the newspapers this morning and the whole town has been talking about it. You must be proud
of him.
Tara smiled over the dinner table at her father. As usual, he had closed his office at noon on
Monday and had come home for an early dinner. As long as she could remember, her parents
had been members of a bowling league and usually headed for the bowling lanes every
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come get you guys. Evidently she overheard the first part of the conversation. When I saw her
she was crying so hard she couldn t see straight and bumped right into me when I came to
find out what was taking all of you so long.
Dare shook his head sadly. She gave me a message to give you. She told me to tell you that
she doesn t want to see you again.
Hearing enough, Thorn spun around, and, without giving his brothers another glance, he
quickly went back into the building in search of Tara.
She left, Thorn, Shelly Westmoreland said, frowning at her brother-in-law. She was crying
and came back inside just long enough to get her purse. She left through that side door.
Exactly what did you do to her?
Thorn couldn t wait to give Shelly an answer. More than likely Tara had returned to the hotel
and he planned to be right on her heels. He had a lot of explaining to do and he also intended
to tell her just what she meant to him.
When Thorn got to the hotel he saw that Tara had not been there, and he started to worry. One
of the members of his work crew indicated he had given Tara a lift from the victory party
back to the hotel to get her rental car. When hours passed and she still hadn t come, his worry
increased. Even when his brothers showed up to apologize and discovered Tara hadn t
returned, he could tell that it made them feel worse, which, as far as he was concerned, served
them right.
He had finally gotten them to leave after Dare had placed a call to the sheriff in Daytona,
whom he knew personally. After checking things out, the sheriff had informed them that a
vehicle fitting the description of the rental car that Tara was driving had been spotted on the
interstate heading toward Bunnell.
Thorn paced the confines of the hotel room. He was angry with his brothers but angrier with
himself. He should have spilled his heart and soul to her when he d had the chance. Now she
would assume that what she had overheard was true and would believe that he was another
man who had humiliated her.
He knew he had to let her know how much he loved her and just how much she meant to him.
Over the past two years she had been many things to him: his challenge, his sweetest
temptation and his woman.
Now he had to convince her that he loved her and more than anything he wanted her as his
wife.
Twelve
T ara woke up early the next morning in her old bedroom. She glanced around. Her parents
had pretty much kept things the same, and she was glad that when she d left home two years
ago she hadn t packed every stitch she owned, otherwise she would not have had a thing to
wear. Luckily for her, her closets and dresser drawers were filled with both inner and
outerwear that still fit her.
She knew her parents had been surprised to see her when she had unexpectedly shown up last
night asking if she could stay for the next couple of days, just long enough to get a flight back
to Atlanta. They hadn t asked her any questions but had welcomed her with open arms and
told her she knew she could stay for as long as she liked. She had also contacted the rental car
agency to let them know she intended to keep the vehicle a while longer.
She sighed deeply. Her parents had always been super and she appreciated them for
everything they had ever done for her. Her brothers had returned to college and her baby sister
had left that day for an out of town trip with the school s band for a week. In a way she was
glad none of her siblings were there to see her go through heartbreak a second time.
Flipping onto her back she knew she had decisions to make. Maybe it was time for her to
leave the Atlanta area. A friend of hers from med school was trying to get her to think about
coming to Boston to work. Maybe relocating to Massachusetts was exactly the change she
needed.
I see that young man of yours won the big race yesterday in Daytona, Tara Lynn. It was in
the newspapers this morning and the whole town has been talking about it. You must be proud
of him.
Tara smiled over the dinner table at her father. As usual, he had closed his office at noon on
Monday and had come home for an early dinner. As long as she could remember, her parents
had been members of a bowling league and usually headed for the bowling lanes every
Monday afternoon. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]