A Promise At Bluebell Hill (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
She was still in her nightshirt, rumpled from a deep night’s sleep. Surely, he wouldn’t have come by nine hours later. Or maybe he wanted a running partner, while her limbs were still like Jell-O from all their exercise in bed. The bell rang with more insistence, and she pulled on her yoga pants and went to answer it. Through the peephole, she saw her brother impatiently glance at his watch. Silencing a groan, she opened the door. “Hey, Dom, what’s up? I don’t have much time because I still have to get ready for work.” He brushed past her. “I’ll be quick.” Gritting her teeth, she followed him up and into the galley kitchen, where he poured himself coffee. She didn’t mind—she’d help herself if she were at his place, too. He was wearing a polo shirt and pants, office casual, so she didn’t think he was visiting customers that day. After a long sip of coffee, he held the mug between two hands, leaned a hip against her counter, and searched her eyes as if looking for something.
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