Honeysuckle Summer. Sherryl Woods

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Название Honeysuckle Summer
Автор произведения Sherryl Woods
Жанр Современные любовные романы
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Издательство Современные любовные романы
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isbn 9781472099501



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      The following Saturday the kids had gone to the ball field with Sarah and Travis, and Raylene was alone in the house, when Carter’s truck pulled up out front. Two teenagers climbed out. Raylene guessed these were Carter’s sisters. The girl who appeared older wore the sulky, bored expression of someone who wanted to be anywhere else but here. The other teen was gazing around with frank curiosity as her brother led the way to the front door.

      Filled with a mix of anticipation and annoyance, Raylene held it open as they approached.

      “I wasn’t expecting to see you today,” she said, her tone light but chiding.

      The younger girl frowned at Carter. “You didn’t call to say we were coming or to see if she’d be home? What is wrong with you? That is so rude.” She grinned at Raylene. “You have to make allowances for him. Our parents did try to teach him some manners. Honest.”

      Raylene smiled. “I’m sure they did. Do you suppose he’ll remember to introduce us? I’m Raylene.”

      “And I’m Mandy,” the young teen replied. “Sourpuss here is Carrie.”

      “That’s no way to talk about your sister,” Carter scolded.

      “Oh, come on,” Mandy protested. “She’s been cranky all day.”

      “I can wait in the truck if you find my company so objectionable,” Carrie snapped, then glanced apologetically at Raylene. “Sorry. You shouldn’t have to listen to our family squabbles.”

      “I don’t mind,” Raylene said, feeling an unexpected sense of camaraderie for this girl who’d lost her parents just when she was entering the vulnerable teenage years and needed them the most. “Come on inside, all of you.”

      “I wanted the girls to see the garden and to check to see if it needs watering or weeding,” Carter told her. “I hope that’s okay. We won’t stay long.”

      “Of course it’s okay. How about some lemonade or sweet tea before you go outside again?” Raylene asked. “Even for June, it’s miserably hot today. And I baked sugar cookies yesterday.”

      “Sounds good to me,” Mandy said eagerly. “Nobody bakes at our house. Carrie used to, but then she discovered that cookies have…” She lowered her voice to an exaggerated whisper and added, “Calories!”

      Carter nodded sadly. “It’s true. That was the day our source of home-baked cookies died.”

      Raylene watched Carrie’s expression. Even though her brother and sister were obviously teasing, the barbs clearly hit home. Carrie looked as if she might cry. Again, Raylene felt an unexpected connection to her.

      “Well, consider me your new source for cookies,” Raylene told them. “I bake two or three times a week. Travis grabs a handful every time he passes through the kitchen, which he seems to find excuses to do a dozen times while he’s here every day. He’s like some kind of bottomless pit when it comes to sweets. I can’t tell you how much Sarah and I envy him.”

      Interest flickered in Carrie’s eyes. “Are you talking about Travis McDonald, the guy on the radio?”

      Raylene nodded.

      “He lives here?” Carrie said, clearly excited by the possibility that she’d stumbled into the home of a local celebrity.

      “No, but Sarah does. They’re engaged, so he’s over here a lot.”

      “Then you see him all the time?” Carrie persisted.

      “Quite a bit,” Raylene confirmed.

      “Oh, my gosh! He is so sexy on the air. That voice…” She made an elaborate show of fanning herself.

      Raylene grinned. “Yeah, he has that effect on me, too.”

      Carter appeared fascinated by that news. “Okay, I’m a guy. You’re going to have to explain it to me. What does Travis McDonald have that, say, I don’t?”

      Carrie rolled her eyes at the question, but Raylene met his gaze. “Sorry. It’s the voice. Not that the package is anything to sneer at, but that deep, slow, sexy drawl is something else.”

      “Does Sarah know her fiancé gets you all charged up?” he asked.

      To Raylene’s regret he sounded more curious than jealous. “It took a while, but I think she’s gotten used to women swooning every time he opens his mouth,” she said.

      “Do you think we could meet him sometime?” Mandy asked.

      Carter regarded her as if she was a traitor. “Not you, too?”

      “Hey, I’m a girl, too,” Mandy said, then regarded Raylene hopefully. “Is he coming by today?”

      Raylene nodded. “He and Sarah should be back soon. They take the kids out for pizza after they play T-ball, but they usually get Tommy and Libby back here for their naps.”

      Carrie regarded Carter hopefully. “Can we stay?” She turned to Raylene. “Would you mind?”

      “It’s fine with me,” Raylene told her as she took glasses from the cupboard and poured lemonade for everyone. She opened a tin of freshly baked cookies and put them on a plate. Mandy and Carter reached for them eagerly, but Carrie ignored them and went to the back door to look out at the garden. After a minute, she turned, an expression of shock on her face. “Carter, you did that? You planted all those flowers?”

      He winked at Raylene. “I had a lot of guidance.”

      “Can we go check it out?” Mandy asked, joining her sister at the door.

      “You may,” Carter said, subtly correcting her.

      Mandy stuck out her tongue. “May we?”

      “You may, if you’ll get the hose and water everything while you’re out there,” Carter said. He turned to Raylene. “It needs it, right?”

      “It does, and I would appreciate it,” Raylene said, then almost regretted giving permission when she was left alone with Carter, who was studying her with what was becoming an increasingly unnerving look of fascination.

      “Thanks for not slamming the door in my face,” he said.

      She bit back a smile. “Unlike you, I remembered the manners I was taught. And I’m sure you knew I’d never slam the door if you turned up here with your sisters, especially with all my lovely flowers out there drooping from the heat.”

      “I was hoping,” he admitted with an unrepentant grin.

      “They’re lovely girls.”

      “You can say that even after Carrie walked in here with an attitude?”

      “She’s sixteen, right? It comes with the territory. Believe me, I remember that stage all too well.”

      “She’ll be sixteen in a few months, but I get what you’re saying. Does that mean Mandy’s sunny disposition will vanish and she’ll be transformed into an impossible little diva in another year or so?” He looked shaken by the thought.

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