Kara caught a reflection of herself in the mirror inside the wardrobe door and wished she had brought the long dressing gown instead of this one that barely came to her knees. She remembered the hanger she still held and curiously opened it only to catch her breath. He wanted her to wear this?
Slowly she took it out of the protective cover and stared at it in shock. The dress he had bought her would stop well above her knee and it had a tie over the right shoulder leaving the other bare. It was black and tastefully sexy and she wondered if she should really wear this outfit. But then, he had left her no choice in the matter.
With a sigh, she hung the dress against the wardrobe door and started putting on make-up and doing her hair. With her hair tied up in a style that kept it out of her face, but allowed delicate curls to hang around her face and to her back she finally turned to the dress with a sigh. Staring at it for a few
Kara was sure she had calmed down and sorted through the strange emotions that ran through her by the time they headed to the venue for the party after the beautifully emotional ceremony. She was sure it was the champagne that had got to her. And she promised herself that she would not drink champagne again tonight. It was a romantic setting with paper lanterns and flowers everywhere, all of it enhanced with fairy lights.It turned out that it was very close to the home of the Connors. There was even a pool with a water feature that was reminiscent of the little waterfall where they had met the first time. And the tables were small and intimate. It was a quiet wedding, not many people were invited, since they wanted to keep it romantic.Kara glanced around her and realized that they had indeed succeeded in their plan. Another glass of champagne was pushed into her hand before they made the toasts and she had to drin
Kara awoke somewhat, but even before she was fully awake, she became aware of a pounding headache. She groaned as she pushed her face against the warmth in front of her. For some reason the scent that came to her nostrils calmed her slightly, but the headache still lingered. With a shock she realized that she was snuggling against someone. She bolted upright in bed and regretted it almost instantly when a wave of nausea came over her. Jumping from the bed she ran to the bathroom across the hall and threw up in the toilet. With a groan she glanced down at what she was wearing and gasped. What did she do last night? She didn’t…? The moment her stomach stopped its antics, she slowly got up and washed out her mouth and rinsed her face. Gingerly she made her way back to the room, grateful that no one else seemed to be awake to see her. Her head was pounding and she wished she could remember what she had done th
Kara breathed a sigh of relief when she closed her front door behind her. This weekend had tired her out and she hoped that she could get the painting now. Somewhere during the weekend, she had forgotten her vow that she would make the weekend hell for him. She had actually enjoyed herself, though she was not sure if it was the alcohol and then the hangover that had relaxed her. And he had been rather kind about the fact that she had managed to embarrass herself in his presence again. When they had been ready to leave, his mother had secretly handed her a piece of paper with the Blueberry Pancake recipe on. “So you can treat him,” she had explained with a wink. Kara had nodded and quietly sneaked it into her jacket pocket. She doubted she would ever consider treating him with blueberry pancakes but she did not want to insult or upset his mother since she was sure it was a coveted recipe. Kara had to admit that she loved his p
Kara was up early the next morning, even before the men while she poured over her books to see if she could make much sense of what her granddad had left her. She had finished four cups of coffee and several cookies while she worked, before Brad even showed up. The knock on the door brought her back to the present and she raised her eyes and realized that the sun had risen. She left her office to answer the door and found a disheveled looking Brad standing in the living room while Thelma headed towards her study. Kara had a moment of confusion, since she had not even heard Thelma come in that morning. Had she been so consumed in what she was doing that she had not only lost time but also did not hear Thelma come in? But she was quick to shake herself into the present as she smiled and stepped forward to welcome Brad after she greeted and thanked Thelma. “Good morning, Brad. Would you like some coffee?” She
Kara was busy training the foal; she was now used to people and she was learning about the lead rope. Kara had named her Scarlet, since she was reddish brown and she seemed to have the perfect disposition to work on the ranch. She was eager to please and loved the attention, not to mention that she was a fast learner, all of those were good traits for a good working horse.It had been a week since she had had the idea for the pigsty. James was currently busy with that and his son, who had showed up the next day, was out working with the cattle. She could not wait to get things started for that idea. She had already ordered the food for the pigs and even had two pigs that she had paid for already. The farmer whom she had bought them from was keeping them until the pigsty was finished. This would be another day or so.The shell for the mill had already been started, so things would soon be settled and hopefully running smoo
Seven o’clock Saturday evening, Kara was ready and just as she came into the living room, she heard Brad’s car pull up outside. She had been a little late with getting ready, since she had lost track of time while training the horse and letting her mind wander on Matthew. Something she just could not seem to stop doing for some reason. Kara opened the door and smiled welcoming at Brad as he came up the stairs in casual jeans, which was new to her. She had always seen him in a suit, except at her welcoming party, but that had been a more formal look. His gray eyes sparkled with humor, like they always did. He looked comfortable in the jeans and the checked beige button-up shirt he wore. As he came to stand in front of her, he planted a confident kiss on her cheek, startling her slightly with the ease of the action; she was still not used to the ease with which people tended to touch others. Then he glanced over her outfit with a smi
When she had watched his car disappear into the night, she turned and went to her room. Changing out of her clothes, she got into bed to get some sleep, but sleep eluded her. Kara finally dressed in irritation and went outside. The moon was full and bright and the evening still warm and she saddled her horse to ride to the little waterfall.The water would help her to ease her mind so she could get some sleep. Perhaps once the ranch was running well she ought to consider getting a pool, but somehow she did not think it would match the magic of the waterfall that kept calling to her.She still felt rather lightheaded from the night’s glass of wine, but it was not enough to make her sleep or drunk like she had been with the champagne. She rode slowly across the field and soon found herself in the shelter of the trees. Impulsively, Kara undressed and walked into the water without even bothering to look around.D
He was glad that this year was still warm at this time in autumn. Matthew had gone riding when he could not get the picture of Kara kissing Brad’s cheek out of his mind. He had wanted to shove Brad away and pull her possessively into his arms. She was his. In her anger and passion, in her laughter and tears; he wanted her to belong to him and no one else.Business on the ranch had kept him from visiting her, though he had wanted to before now, but he had forced himself to stay away when he walked into the house late in the evenings. This time of year they all worked until late to get everything done for the winter. She had things keeping her busy too and undoubtedly she was also exhausted when she walked into her house in the evenings.He knew with her situation she probably had more to do and more on her mind than he did. And though he had considered offering her help he was not sure if she would accept it; she was
One year later The ranch was made up beautifully and it had a festive air dancing on the slight breeze. Kara stood facing Mat barefoot in a light white wedding dress while he spoke his vows to her in front of their closest friends and family. They had decided on an intimate wedding on the small beach near the waterfall. It seemed fitting to close the circle of their first meeting by getting married in the same place. “The moment I saw you here that first time, I knew you would be my water nymph. And though it took me some blackmail, a load of confusion and a fair bit of help…” His words were followed by chuckles of amusement since Brad had shared their story with everyone before the wedding, minus her swimming naked, of course. “I am glad we finally found our way back here in a full circle. The way my life would always circle back to you, my water nymph. You are the greatest discovery in my life and I will do anything and everything to make sure we stay on our full circle; a
Suddenly the door swung open and they both turned to find Brad sauntering into the house. “Oh finally!” He grinned. “Stay out of this!” They both growled at the same time. With a smile, Brad stepped back with his hands raised in a show of submission and leaned against the railing of the porch, neither of them even questioning how he had managed to get there without them hearing him coming up the road. Kara turned back to Matthew, who was still glaring at Brad. “What do you mean kissing men around every corner?” She demanded angrily. Matthew looked meaningfully at Brad and then looked back at her. “That’s Brad. You know we’re friends.” “Well, if I remember correctly, you were kissing him that night and you get angry at me for sitting innocently at a table with a woman.” “It was a kiss on the cheek!” “And the rest?” He demanded. They both glared at Brad when he started laughing with great amusement. “Oh come on, Matthew, it’s not like you caught us making out on your couc
“Who are you to tell me what I can and can’t do? I’m moving out and that’s it. It’s clear you don’t want me here, probably feel bad bringing another woman here with me hanging around in your living room.” Kara knew instantly that she had said too much. If she kept this conversation going, she would end up crying and then he would know that she had foolishly fallen in love with him. He looked confused. “Why would I bring another woman home?” “For the same reason you thought Brad came here, I guess.” She growled before she jerked at her arm again and turned to go when she was free. “What other woman would I bring home?” He asked in confusion. He was sure she meant someone specific, but he could think of no one that would cause her to think so. Kara glared at him over her shoulder and went to her room, closing the door behind her. He had the nerve to pretend like he did not know! She had seen him with that woman before her accident, did he have so many women waiting for his
Brad showed up not long after her and he grinned with a mixture of pride and delight when he saw that the clothes fit perfectly. Taking her hand, he turned her around in a circle while he looked her up and down. “You look good in my choice.” He teased. Kara smiled at his compliment. “Thank you, but I have to ask. How did you know the right size?” She asked with interest. He blushed slightly as he smiled. “I guessed.” He chuckled uncomfortably. “When I had the clothes, the woman at the underwear shop sorted those sizes out. Apparently a lot of embarrassed men go through their doors.” He laughed and Kara joined him. She loved his honesty and his sense of humor. “Thank you, Brad, I honestly didn’t know what I would wear for tonight.” She confessed. He grinned with pleasure before James’s wife, Mary, asked him to help with the lights. Finally when everything was ready, the guests started showing up and Kara had her hands full, greeting and thanking them all for their hel
Tonight was her barn dance and Kara came home early to take a shower and get dressed so she could sort out the final touches before everyone showed up. She still had not seen Matthew and she felt lonely. She had started considering moving into a stall more and more this past week. Perhaps she was in his way and it would be better for both of them if she moved out as soon as possible. She had just come out of her room to go to the bathroom when she heard a car in the driveway. With a slight frown she walked to the front door and found Brad trotting to the front door with a large colored gift box in his hands. Kara opened the door before he could knock. “Hey, I thought you were getting ready for the barn dance?” She smiled at him. “Soon.” He answered cryptically before he grabbed her hand and dragged her to the couch. “What’s going on?” She asked with curiosity when he sat her down on a chair across from the couch and sat down himself on the couch. “Well, I bought you a gif
Kara was exhausted when she got home, it was late. She had not seen Matthew that day either, he had been gone when she woke up, so she started to move her horses back to her ranch. Maybe she had overstayed her welcome. She would see about getting a stable ready for herself if it finally came to that, but for now she wanted to stay as close to him as she could, even if it meant just knowing that he slept in the same house. The clouds had packed together and Kara was hoping it was the spring rains, so she could finally start moving the cattle and pigs over as well. The barn was nearly finished and so was the mill. The pigsties still had some work before she could move the pigs in. She went to the kitchen and ate her dried out dinner alone. Matthew’s was still in the oven and she wondered if he was still working. Surely there was no more work to do at ten at night, not even on her ranch, and his had come off much less damaged than hers. She heard a car coming down the road and
Matthew rode away from the river; he had no will to face his fond memories of Kara when he had just caught her in Brad’s arms. Did she really feel nothing for him? Or did he read her that wrong? Was she really the type of woman that would allow anyone to hold her like that? He had thought they had shared something special, but perhaps he had been wrong. Perhaps that had been the reason she had run from him that night at the river. He had wanted to show her the pictures this morning. He had received them in the mail and he was sure she would like them and maybe it would open a door for him. But now he did not think it was the right thing to show her. She seemed happy with Brad and her greeting yesterday evening had been less than caring. Had Brad spent the whole night here? Had he slept there? The thought took his breath away as if he had just been hit in the stomach. His stomach burned with the fire of his jealousy. He had been wrong; he could not handle friendship with
Kara was ready by seven Saturday night. She was grateful for all the help she had received thus far on the ranch and the number of helpers had gradually started to dwindle as the shell of the pigsty and barn had been put up. She had got the idea to have a barn dance, once it was finished to thank everyone, she had already selected a steer and a boar to be slaughtered for the occasion and James had been happy to pass the word around. The party had been planned for next week Saturday and everyone had offered to bring something when they phoned her up. Matthew had also seemed impressed and had offered to bring the music and a vegetable dish. Kara was amazed at how easily she fell deeper in love with him. The Sunday they had spent at the river had her more in love with him. And his talent had impressed her. He had shown her the sketch when he was finished and she was sure it would be as good a painting as the first one he had made of her, thankfully with less bare skin being shown
He turned off the stove and took the serving plate with his coffee and headed to the dining room. Like every morning, when he found that she had set her place in the spot he had started setting her place from the beginning, he felt his heart skip a beat, hoping it was a sign that she at least cared a little. They ate in companionable silence after they had held hands while he said Grace, each busy with their own thoughts and then cleaned up together. Matthew was still trying to find a way to find out if Kara felt anything more than friendship for him. But he was afraid of the answer at the same time, was he prepared to only be friends with her for the rest of his life? What if she married; would he be able to handle the thought of another man having what he wanted? If he judged by how he felt when Brad was there, he had to probably consider breaking off the friendship if they ever became more than just friends as he knew he would not be able to handle her falling in love with a