The phone clicked when she took the picture, and Donovan’s eyes blinked open. He offered his wife a sleepy grin. He whispered, “He was lonely, so I thought I’d keep him company for a while. It worked like a charm. He fell asleep in a matter of seconds.”
Ever since the whale of a fight they had when he found out she was pregnant, Donovan had been by her side as much as possible. It didn’t surprise her in the least that the mirror image of him that they created would share the same need for companionship. Becca whispered, “Sounds like someone I know,” and gently kissed her husband on the cheek.
She could have mouthed the words she knew Donovan was going to say, but let him say it without interruption. “We should have done this sooner.”
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Other Books Written By Merri Maywether
The Ashbrook, Montana Series
Let the Games Begin
A Chance To Win Her Heart
The Missing Piece Of My Puzzle
Marry Me Kate
Picture Perfect Romance
Same Wish Same Star
The Small Town Stories Series
Piece of Cake
Get Well Soon
Just A Friend (will release April 2018)
The Three Creeks, Montana Series
Welcome Home (will release June 2018)
Preview of another best friends romance: Marry Me Kate
“You have to see the beach at sunset. I know sunsets are beautiful on the farm and all. Once you see the sunset over the lake, you will never be the same.”
Kate rolled her eyes. “Really Sam?”
“Really. It’s pinks and oranges and yellows, and the colors melt into the water.”
“You’re exaggerating. But I’ll still go along with it.” Sam tended to make things more colorful than the way other people saw them. It made for great storytelling at parent gatherings. However, people learned to take what he said with a grain of salt. The shred of truth in there was enough to consider what Sam said, but not enough to get emotionally attached.
Kate and Sam sat side by side with a beer in their hands. She closed her eyes, making the most of the breeze coming in from the lake. “In this quiet, it feels like I don’t have a trouble in the world. No farm equipment to fix, plenty of water around and...” The sound of a plane flying overhead interrupted her quiet. She searched for the source of the sound and saw the plane towing a banner sign. Forgetting what she was talking about before the interruption Kate said, “I haven’t seen one of those in forever.”
Sam put his hand over his eyes and leaned forward to focus. He said, “Hmmm, I wonder what it says.”
She dismissed any interest in the plane saying, “It probably says something about the cherry festival.”
“No, it says,” he spoke the words slowly as they came into focus, “Marry me, Kate xoxo Sam.” At first, it didn’t register to Sam what he read aloud. But when it did he grimaced in preparation of the joking Kate was sure to inflict upon him.
Kate sat straight and looked up to read the message. It was exactly what Sam read to her. She said, “I thought you were joking. I’ve heard about people getting engaged as friends, but I never thought I would be in that kind of a situation. I need to think about this.”
Sam, struck speechless, surveyed the landscape around him, hoping to find the other Sam and Kate. Maybe when his Kate saw the other couple who were probably happily engaged, she’d realize the misunderstanding, and it would be something they could laugh about. He’d thank her for being gracious, and she’d call him a fool, and they’d both agree that this would be a good story to tell in the years to come.
“Oh, don’t take it personally. Marriage is a big decision, especially when I didn’t know it was on the table.
Sam searched the area around them. There were no other people? This is not good. Not good at all.
“The kids are in town watching a movie. They won’t be back until at least 10 o’clock. And, that’s if they don’t stop for ice cream or something like that on the way back.” She paused and looked around too, “Or do you have someone filming this?”
Slowly, his voice returned to him. He croaked, “Uhm, no, I don’t have anyone filming this.” He gulped his beer and swiftly opened another.
“That is so romantic!” she exclaimed. “I didn’t know you could even think that way.”
Rather than say something and stick his foot in his mouth, Sam took another drink of beer. It was empty. He shook the can and turned it upside down. “Wow, I must have been thirsty.” Relieved because he found a valid excuse to depart the area, his confidence returned. “It might be better if I head back to the cabins and drink some water.”
Kate held up her reusable water bottle. “If you want you can drink some of mine. I don’t go anywhere without water.”
“That’s real kind of you, but I think I’ll probably need to use the facilities in a bit here. It’s better if I head in.” He stood to leave. “I don’t want to rush you. Are you alright to bring in the blanket?”
Noticing the abrupt change in tone, Kate wilted. Her forced smile hid some of the disappointment, but not all of it. “Oh, yeah sure. I can bring it in. You don’t want me to go in with you?”
He turned to leave and intentionally walked slowly up the incline toward the cabin. “Nah, I’m a big boy, I think I can handle it myself.” When he thought he was a safe enough distance to hide the obvious, his pace quickened, and the course diverted to the direction of the tavern that was walking distance from the cabin.
“How the heck am I going to get out of this one?” he asked himself.
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About the Author
Twenty years ago, Merri Maywether went on a date with a very sweet man from Montana. Three weeks later they were engaged and they have lived happily ever after.
When I write my romance novels, the characters are the people that I see on a day to day basis. Up here in what I like to call the far, far north, people work hard, live fiercely, and love knowing that they have a community of people behind them to celebrate the victories and support them through the hardships.
The best part...similar to the characters in my stories, we all work together to make every day a happily ever after.
Read more at Merri Maywether’s site.
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