Healing Hearts. Cheryl Wolverton

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      Groaning she scooted past the men and hurried outside and down the ramp. She snatched up the turtles from the pond and set them out in another part of the yard. “This just isn’t going to do. What do they think they’re doing? Why are they destroying my house like this?” Tessa leaned down to retrieve another turtle.

      “Do you always talk to yourself?”

      The slightly slurred words caught Tessa’s attention. Peeking between her knees she saw a wheelchair and two sets of boots behind her. The feet in the chair had on dead snake boots, she noted distastefully, and a dark pair of jeans.

      Realizing she was in shorts and giving the man a good view of her behind she dropped the turtles. Whirling, she met the gaze of the man in the wheelchair.

      So this was Drake Slater. The man was thin, very thin—too thin for a person of his height. His face was white, indicating it’d been a while since he’d been out in the sun. His head had a huge scar on it, the hair just starting to grow out over the ugly pink-and-white spot. Down the entire right side of his face and neck, disappearing into his striped blue shirt, was a mass of thin, healing scars.

      “Barbed wire.”

      Realizing she was staring, she again met the gaze of the man in the chair. Deep green eyes filled with intelligence, though his right eye and a small bit of the right side of his mouth drooped, stared steadily back. She found she couldn’t break eye contact.

      It wasn’t until one of the men dropped a hammer that she realized she was staring utterly dumbfounded. Those eyes had such a…strength…a…a… “Hello…Mr. Slater?”

      The mouth stretched into a caricature of a grin. “You always have men coming to your door in chairs?”

      She blushed furiously. Why she wasn’t sure. This man was in a wheelchair, for pity’s sake. She was in charge of this situation, not him. So why did his words have her blushing like he was the first man she’d met? But those eyes…a wealth of emotion shone in them. It was like he looked in her and knew what she was thinking.

      No one had ever done that before.

      “Ahem.”

      Glancing past the ruffling black hair, Tessa realized the second set of boots belonged to a younger version of the man in the chair. Black hair, green eyes but instead of thin and emaciated, this man looked strong, ready to take on what life handed him—including her if his look of disapproval was any indication.

      “Do you always walk around looking like a pirate, Miss Stanridge?”

      She blinked at the younger Slater brother. “Excuse me?”

      “Thaaat’s enough, Le-um,” Drake warned his brother mildly. Tessa remembered Freckles saying when he was upset or nervous he slurred his words. Her gaze snapped to his. His look traveled over her briefly, the corners of his mouth twitching just before he burst out laughing.

      Liam gaped. So did Tessa for that matter.

      “I like your bird,” Drake finally said.

      Oh good heavens, Tessa thought, her cheeks heating up again.

      Sam squawked.

      She’d forgotten the bird was on her shoulder. Weakly she smiled. “They’re rearranging my kitchen. Sam was upset and wanted to be held.”

      “Can I?”

      Tessa hesitated, then thought she might as well let him try. Lifting her forearm, she signaled Sam with her index and middle fingers. The bird obediently stepped up onto the back of her hand. “He really doesn’t like other people, Mr. Slater….”

      “Draeg…”

      “Drake,” she nodded.

      “Please.”

      She met his eyes. In those eyes were not only intelligence but gentleness and need. She wasn’t sure what he needed but it was there in his eyes. Without another word, she held out the bird, which transferred itself onto his shoulder. She silently vowed at that moment to stop staring at this man. She was certain she wasn’t making a good impression with Liam. Look at the sky, she told herself, then argued that’d be rude.

      His words interrupted her thoughts.

      “Wow.”

      Her gaze went to him. His eyes sparkled with pleasure and his teeth showed when he smiled. Grinning devilishly up at her, he winked. “Pirate.”

      She found herself returning his grin. “Sam doesn’t take to others well.”

      His gaze met hers. “He must like me.”

      Tessa thought this man was reading her thoughts again.

      “You really shouldn’t do that, Drake,” Liam cut in, spoiling the smile on Drake’s face. “What if he bites those scars or scratches you up more?”

      Drake sighed impatiently.

      The bird, picking up Drake’s sudden tension, squawked and started dancing.

      Tessa scooped up the bird, wincing when he dug in his claws.

      “Thank you—” Liam began.

      “Why don’t we go inside,” Tessa offered. “Your brother is looking tired.”

      Drake scowled at them both. What had happened to the smile the man had just worn? Where had it gone?

      “Which way?” Liam asked.

      Tessa took that as her cue and went back up the ramp, which the carpenter was just finishing. Even with her back to Drake, the spell over her emotions was still in full force. She wondered if there was such a thing as meeting someone who you just knew was going to play an important part of your life—like God saying, look here, don’t miss this. He’s important to you.

      If so, then Tessa was certain that was what just happened to her. She didn’t know how or why but this man… She had met her destiny in some way or another.

      In Your hands, Father, she silently prayed, giving Him control in this situation. She had learned what she didn’t understand and couldn’t control she had to allow God to control. She saw a young woman come out of her kitchen and head toward a gray van on the side of the house, in which Liam must have just arrived.

      “That’s Kellie, the cook. She’s a great girl. She cooks for us out at the ranch. Her mother cooked there before she did,” Liam said.

      Tessa nodded at his words. The young Hispanic woman was beautiful, Tessa thought, but didn’t say so. Instead, she continued up the ramp and into the house.

      “We’re worried about infection so I hope you keep a clean house,” Liam said now.

      Tessa glanced around, surprised. “I would think you’d have checked all of that out before you agreed to let me be a keeper.”

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