A Husband Worth Waiting For. Grace Green
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Название: A Husband Worth Waiting For
Автор: Grace Green
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Cherish
isbn: 9781474014595
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“Well, hi, Mrs. Morgan,” Jed said softly, caressing her wedding band
Jed continued. “How about a ‘Welcome home’ kiss for the injured warrior?”
Sarah’s lips parted in a gasp.
Her eyes sparked with indignation.
Jed did a mental double-take. Had they quarreled, before his accident? He leaned forward and claimed her parted pink lips with his own.
From a foggy distance, he heard a child’s giggle. “Daddy’s kissing Mommy,” his daughter whispered.
But Mommy, Jed realized with an uneasy jolt, wasn’t kissing Daddy back….
Grace Green grew up in Scotland but later immigrated to Canada with her husband and children. They settled in “Beautiful Super Natural B.C.” and Grace now lives in a house just minutes from ocean, beaches, mountains and rain forest. She makes no secret of her favorite occupation—her bumper sticker reads I’d Rather Be Writing Romance! Grace also enjoys walking the seawall, gardening, getting together with other authors…and watching her characters come to life, because she knows that once they do, they will take over and write her stories for her.
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A Husband Worth Waiting For
Grace Green
MILLS & BOON
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For John
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
WHERE on earth was Jedidiah Morgan?
Sarah shivered in the bone-chilling rain as she banged the wolf-head door knocker for the umpteenth time. She’d come all this way to throw herself on the man’s mercy—he just had to be at home!
“Mom—” Emma’s voice was plaintive “—I’m hungry.”
Sarah glanced wearily at the six-year-old sagging against her on the lamp-lit stoop. Rain streamed down Emma’s yellow slicker; ran down her wistful, upturned face.
“Honey, I’m sure your uncle will have a big fridge packed with food, if this fine house is anything to go by.” She’d carried three-year-old Jamie from the car and now, as her left shoulder cramped, she shifted his weight.
Stirring, he murmured, “Mommie, I wanna go bed.”
Sarah cuddled him closer. “Soon, sweetie. Soon.”
She wanted to go to bed, too. She’d driven over three hundred miles since leaving Quesnel and for the last seventy the foul weather had reduced visibility to almost nil. The drive up Whispering Mountain to Morgan’s Hope had been a nightmare; the stress of it had left her totally drained.
She squeezed back a welling of tears. What a mess she’d made of things. And what a fool she’d been to make this trip, using up precious dollars for gas on what was turning out to be nothing more than a wild-goose chase.
Turning, she looked despairingly into the pitch-black night.
The storm wasn’t letting up—if anything, it was becoming even more savage. She flinched as lightning flashed across the sky. For a fleeting moment, the zigzagging strobe lit up the wide graveled sweep, her rusted blue Cutlass, the surrounding forest of evergreens—
“Mom!” Emma’s eager voice reached her over the rising gale. “The door’s not locked!”
Sarah swiveled around.
Emma had opened the door a crack.
“Honey!” Sarah shot an arm out to stop her. “Don’t—”
Too late. Emma had swung the door inward and had already moved forward into the shadowy entranceway.
Sarah hesitated. Then with a grimace, she stepped nervously after her daughter, jumping as a draft caught the door and slammed it shut behind them.
In the glow through the fanlight from the lamp outside, she saw a switch on the wall. Heart thudding, she flicked it on.
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