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Delicate bones wrapped in satin skin.
“Why aren’t I married?” He tapped her ring finger, sending a warm shiver through her. “I don’t have much time for relationships right now.” “You ever plan on making the time?”
“What’s an artist like you charge for this?” Summer laughed. “Got any ice cream in the house?”
a round little thing who modeled her wardrobe after Stevie Nicks. “Thanks again, sweetie,” she called over her shoulder. “We’ll see you next week.” Ellery waved them off and, the second they were gone, poured two fingers of scotch into a rocks glass. “Here,” she handed it to Summer. “He’s going to
She reached over and touched Carter’s hand. He opened it, and she interlaced her fingers with his. And together they watched the sun sink as the moon rose.
“Why didn’t they pick someone from town?” “Because my son doesn’t look at the girls in town like he looks at you,”
“How did you hear out here in the middle of a field?” “I joined that stupid fucking Facebook group.”
Summer wandered further across the lawn to the edge of the shadows where grass met field. Here she could watch the happenings. Her throat was tight and her heart full. Community.
“How do you feel now?” she breathed, her heart hammering in her ears. He threaded his fingers through her hair, settling his thumbs under her chin. “Let’s find out.”
she did let him take the mug from her without braining him with it. Carter considered it progress. He winked at Summer. “Want to help me
She followed the sound of male laughter through the kitchen—which looked like it had been destroyed in a tornado of testosterone—and into the great room. Carter
down her neck, across her chest. His beard tickled the sensitive tips of her breasts. Settling himself between her legs, he brought his mouth back to hers.
pulled on her boots for one last wear on the farm. Would she have the occasion to wear them in the city? she wondered. She clattered down
back from the table. “I have a little something for all of you.” She rose and pulled the small gift bags out from under the beer table where she had stashed them. “I just wanted to thank all of you for welcoming me
hung to her shoulders in a razor’s edge bob. “What can I do for you, Kira?” Summer said, her tone as sweet as sugar. “I just wanted to stop by and see how you’re doing since your vacation.” She examined the talons
“They only like me for my pretty face.” He wasn’t far off, Summer thought.
They rocked, side to side, in the candlelight, and Summer listened to the strong, slow beat of a heart that loved her.
The body of a warrior and the face of an angel.
“He must have been so proud of you, of all of you. The soldier, the lawyer, the writer.”
“Summer.” It was a warning. “Carter.” It was a dare.
Your eyes matched the flowers, and I knew then that you belonged here.”
She looks at you like you invented puppies and manicures.”
Her boys. She loved them fiercely.
“Manhattan doesn’t have Carter.”
It looked like heaven. It looked like home.
Most importantly I learned that our real strength is in vulnerability. In facing and living the truth no matter who’s watching. That is where we are strongest.
“Home to Blue Moon?” “Home to Blue Moon,” she nodded.
thrown on the floor.” “I’m so glad we didn’t let the girls come tonight.” Carter rolled onto his side. “Summer and

