Page 8 of The Rancher's Wedding Deception
I can't help it.
I simplymustplug my ears and start playing the theme song fromThe Umbrella Academy.
???????
It's a half-mile hike to my workplace, but dancing my way to the Sanctuary makes the distance negligible.
A rare sighting of a golden-cheeked warbler catches my eye, and I have my camera out in a flash even as I continue grooving to the beat.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Social media marketing isn't part of my job description, but we all do what we can to promote our non-profit, and I'm pretty sure Chickie will love these photos.
Oh yeah!
I'm still dancing and bobbing my head to the music while taking more photos along the way.
There's a squirrel and his newly found acorn—-
Snap!
Pops of pink and purple from the asters that have bloomed against a backdrop of maples and oaks—-
Snap!
AFree Little Libraryminiature house with its doors newly painted in orange and black.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
I'm slightly breathless by the time I reach the top of the steps, but I'm not sure if it's because of exhaustion or exhilaration.
Today is going to be a really, really good day, I can't help thinking giddily as I pop a caramel-flavored candy into my mouth.
The sweetness is as addictive as the scent of autumn, and I just have to close my eyes to savor it.
Thank You, God.
Today's going to be a good day for sure, and—-
"If you could step aside, please?"
POOOOOOOOOOP!
I whirl around in shock, and I can feel my face draining with color as a furious pair of silver eyes collides with mine.
Poop, poop, poo—-oh, poop!
My lips have been silently forming each word in my panic, and it's only when I belatedly notice his hardened expression that I realize he's been lip-reading my thoughts the entire time.
Halp, God!
I've never been easy to embarrass, but there's just something about this man that makes everything so painfully awkward.
The billionaire glances at his watch, and my cheeks heat up at the pointed reminder that I'mstillstanding in his way.
"I'm so, so sorry, si—-"
My voice trails off as he walks past me like I'm invisible.
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8 (reading here)
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121
- Page 122