All Chapters of Your Heart & Mine: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Not having planned on staying in Carrington Ridge more than a couple of days, Wyck found his wardrobe and supplies quickly dwindling. The hotel offered to send some things to the cleaners, but in the meantime, he figured he'd make a trip to the local Wal-Mart for some essentials. Thirty minutes later, he was not at all sure the trip had been a good idea. In Richmond, he was normally out of a store in minutes not making eye contact with anyone but the cashier—and that was hit or miss. They were on their phones or talking to coworkers just as often. Here in Carrington Ridge, everyone met your eye, usually with a smile, and if they knew you, stopped to chat. Sometimes, even if they didn't. Today, every aisle was a minefield of people who recognized him and needed to 'catch up'. He was exhausted and hadn't even gotten half the things on his list yet. Wyck started down the aisle again, rubbing his forehead where a headache was just starting to bloom. He had to admit that part of him enjo

Not having planned on staying in Carrington Ridge more than a couple of days, Wyck found his wardrobe and supplies quickly dwindling. The hotel offered to send some things to the cleaners, but in the meantime, he figured he'd make a trip to the local Wal-Mart for some essentials. Thirty minutes later, he was not at all sure the trip had been a good idea. In Richmond, he was normally out of a store in minutes not making eye contact with anyone but the cashier—and that was hit or miss. They were on their phones or talking to coworkers just as often. Here in Carrington Ridge, everyone met your eye, usually with a smile, and if they knew you, stopped to chat. Sometimes, even if they didn't. Today, every aisle was a minefield of people who recognized him and needed to 'catch up'. He was exhausted and hadn't even gotten half the things on his list yet. Wyck started down the aisle again, rubbing his forehead where a headache was just starting to bloom. He had to admit that part of him enjo

Wyck was afraid to breathe. They had sat together, watching the moon, finishing the cheesecake and their wine, listening to the fire crackling in the hearth. When Harper still made no move to pull away from him, Wyck closed his eyes and let the scent of her coconut shampoo fill his nostrils. This was where he needed to be. Always. He stroked her arm over her sweater as she snuggled closer into him. He felt the stress of the day melt away from him as he tightened his arm around her shoulder. He wanted to say something. To pull up another memory for them to share. To remind her how good they had been together. Before he could come up with anything, a cashmere-covered arm was draping over his middle and resting on his waist. He looked down. Sure enough, Harper was sound asleep. The stress she'd been under must have finally consumed her. He remembered how she'd always pulled him closer to her while she slept. He didn't think she was aware she did it, but he'd always loved it. Even in sl

Harper threw an arm over her eyes as she panted, trying to catch her breath. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it might come out of her chest. She'd never experienced anything like that. Her skin still buzzed all over and her limbs felt like water. She didn't think she could have moved if the house caught on fire. In fact, she was surprised it wasn't on fire. She certainly was.She became aware of warmth climbing up her body again and soon felt kisses on her stomach, her waist, her breastbone. One kiss each on the top of each breast and then, he was moving up her neck. Her breath was just starting to slow when his lips covered hers again and she tasted her own desire along with Wyck. With a Herculean effort, she moved her arm from her eyes and wrapped it around his back, feeling the strong muscles bunch as he moved above her.Her legs had moved to encircle his waist when her thighs encountered cloth and not skin. He was still in his jeans. Something about that fact tried to c

"Brenna! Lizzie!" Harper ran into the kitchen calling for her sisters, a huge smile lighting her face.Brenna heeded the call first and slid across the tiles of the kitchen in her fuzzy, pink socks.. "What's happened?"We got it!""Got what?" asked Elizabeth coming through the doorway."The property on Independence and 2nd Street!""You're kidding! I thought they were refusing to sell any of them?" Elizabeth asked, snatching the paper from her sister's hand. Her eyes greedily reviewed the contents, Brenna looking over her shoulders.Harper's grin widened. "The old clinic building downtown and that small block of old shops across from it."Elizabeth's face broke into a bright smile that Harper was pleased to see. Her sister was always so serious. It was good to see her genuinely happy about something."That's the block we wanted to put the apartments in." Elizabeth practically vibrated with excitement. "And if we get that grant to secure low-interest business loans, people could open a