All Chapters of The Rutherford Series: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Standing in front of her picture window, Jacqui stared down at the city of Biloxi without seeing it. Her fingers toyed with her lips, gliding over them in slow, easy strokes. She could still imagine his lips on hers, the warmth of his breath against her skin, the way it stole the air from her lungs along with her voice. She hadn't even said goodnight to him as he walked away from her and back to his truck. She could only stare at him as he drove off, lost in the fact that he had kissed her.Her father was in bed when she finally pulled herself away from the retreating taillights of Morgan's truck, the house dark except for one lamp Bert left on for her. She peeked in on him while he slept, Morgan's words echoing in her mind. They were still echoing as she stood in her office, unable to focus. Was she being unfair to her father? She had never thought about it the way Morgan had put it, but it made perfect sense. She had never sold her home, because it was her connection to Marc and Magg

Morgan walked through the offices of Rutherford Construction, inspecting the work completed so far. The framing was complete as was the electrical and plumbing. Today the drywall people would show up and hang the Sheetrock. The warehouse behind the offices was already being painted, but then again, there wasn't as much to do back there as there was in the main part of the building. Another week and a half and he could get out of that trailer and into a quieter office. He was anxious to have this part of the project done so they could focus on the Maggie Karston Community Center and gaining new contracts. Vince was already out putting a bid in for a new plaza that was going up in Pascagoula and then for some office buildings in Ocean Springs, while Kari was putting out job postings for construction crews. By the end of two weeks, the offices would be hopping, which was exactly what he needed. Perhaps then he could get his mind off Jacqui Karston.Of course, he wasn't sure he wanted to g

Morgan glanced at his watch for the tenth time that morning. He had to admit, he was nervous. Jeannie was due any minute to drop Dustin off and he wasn't sure he was ready to see her new boyfriend. He was glad she had someone in her life, but there was a difference between knowing it and actually seeing it. He was quite content remaining in the knowing-it-only column. Of course, that made no sense to him, considering he was quite content banging any skirt that sat still long enough.He took a deep breath as he tossed his pen onto his desk, reaching for his cold mug of coffee. He took a bigger gulp than he would have had it been hot. He was unable to concentrate on work at the moment and it wasn't just the imminent arrival of his son. It had been almost a week since he had heard from Jacqui, since he kissed her goodnight on her front porch. He thought of reaching out again. While she had seemed happy to hear from him the next day, he wasn't sure how she took his advice about her father

Jacqui left Lily in charge and took the rest of the day off. As she shut the door to her office, Lily had smiled at her, saying, "I think I approve of this new habit of yours, taking off early. You need it. You work too hard." Jacqui was about to snap at her for her intrusiveness but realized Lily's teasing was exactly what was needed. Jacqui was trying to loosen up and that meant allowing friendly banter into the workplace. It reminded her of the old days when Marc ran the company. It was an atmosphere that needed to return. She just hated that it was Morgan who had made her see it.It wasn't the only thing he had opened her eyes to see. It was also the reason she was leaving work early. She had made up her mind about allowing her father to return to his own home and now she needed to make the arrangements and talk to Sophia. Bert Clydesdale was not an invalid, just paralyzed. There were a ton of things they could do to make his life easier. One of the first was to make his house mo

From the driver's seat, Jacqui stared at the front of her house. She wasn't sure she was ready to be alone in such a big place again. Yet, she knew it was the right thing to do. Her father had endured her nonsense and control long enough. He deserved to be in his own home, surrounded by his possessions and memories, instead of hers. It wasn't for his benefit that she had basically kidnapped him. It was for hers. If he returned home, then she would be alone with her memories, memories she was able to keep at bay for two years. A knot formed in her stomach, nausea threatening to overwhelm her, tempting her to change her mind. Tempted, but not persuaded.With a deep breath, she opened her car door, determined to see her decision carried out. Passing through the doorway, she sought out her father and Sophia. Both were in the kitchen having an afternoon snack. Jacqui smiled at the crumb cake and the smell of fresh coffee that wafted up to her as she walked behind the counter to fix her own