Running From Love (20 page)
Authors: Maggie Marr
Tags: #FIC027020 FICTION / Romance / Contemporary; FIC044000 FICTION / Contemporary Women
Poppy sat on the step and a lump formed in her throat. How had this happened? This near-perfect life that she now inhabited? She took a long deep breath. She’d never thought that she could ever have this existence with family and friends and feel safe and comfortable, not as though she were drowning and gasping for air. But she did. She had all this, plus the man she desperately loved. Trevor placed his phone on the table and checked in with Mimi, who smiled and waved him away.
Poppy rubbed water onto her arms. Her two nieces danced around in the pool pretending to be a dolphin and a mermaid, to Mia’s complete delight.
“How you doing there?” Trevor sat on the step behind her and wrapped his arms around her. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her ear. “Have I told you how sexy my wife looks in her swimsuit?”
“Not yet,” Poppy smiled. “Why don’t you tell me now?”
“So damn sexy that if there weren’t so many people in this pool I’d absolutely strip it off her body.”
Poppy laughed and leaned back into Trevor’s chest and he tightened his arms around her. His lips pressed to her neck and a thrill pulsed through her body. This man. He excited her and loved her and made her happier than she’d ever dared imagine she could be. Her life was complete. She couldn’t imagine ever again running from love.
The End
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Aubrey sipped her white wine and glanced around the wedding reception. Before today, she had never met any of the people at her table. Paloma, Aubrey’s best friend and the groom’s first wife, had on occasion mentioned a fondness for Prim Baxter, who sat to Aubrey’s right, next to her billionaire husband Tristan Rhoades.
Having worked in investment banking before returning to her childhood home, Aubrey knew Tristan by reputation. She’d heard a multitude of stories about his ruthless nature and his habit of buying and dissecting companies. But the man who sat beside Aubrey with his arm around his wife, teasing Prim about what Tristan called her near-addiction to anything colored gold, was much more jovial and charming than all the reports Aubrey had heard.
Aubrey glanced at the long head table where Ryan and his bride Charla sat. She was so very different than Paloma, but the bride did share one similarity with Ryan’s deceased wife: Charla seemed to love Ryan in that never-ending way that Paloma had loved him. Aubrey smiled. Paloma would be pleased, very, very, pleased that Ryan had found love once again.
“Aubrey, you mentioned that you live in Kansas?”
Aubrey turned to Prim and nodded. Prim was lovely, with her light brown skin and dark brown hair. Her smile was warm, and a quick intelligence inhabited her eyes.
“I run Rockwater Farms in Hudson,” Aubrey said.
“Wow, Kansas? What’s that like?” Tristan asked.
Aubrey’s smile widened. “Pretty great, actually. I was in investment banking for years, but when my mom passed away and my dad started to fail, it just seemed like the right time to go home.” Of course she wouldn’t mention the extenuating circumstance that had predicated her return trip from the heady atmosphere of investment banking in New York City to the Heartland of America.
“Wait? Rockwater Farms? Isn’t that the where the Red Barn is located?” Prim inquired.
Aubrey nodded. “The very one. Nina Hayes, the chef, is my sister.”
“Oh,” Prim nodded toward her husband. “Then don’t let this woman fool you. Rockwater Farms and The Red Barn is one of the best-kept secrets in America. I just read a profile on you in
Women Executives
. You’re building a farm to table model and a soon-to-be three star Michelin restaurant. ”
Heat pulsed through Aubrey’s face. Attention wasn’t something she craved and, well, tooting one’s own horn might work on the coasts, but in the center of America people put their heads down and worked.
“You’re very kind, but I can’t take all the credit. It’s my sister’s talents that have made The Red Barn so successful. I just run the farm side and take care of the numbers.”
“In Kansas?” Tristan asked.
Prim smacked him on the arm. “Stop. Not nice. Not funny. Warren Buffet is from Nebraska, for goodness’ sake, and it borders Kansas.”
“It does?” Tristan tilted his head. “I thought Nebraska bordered Oklahoma?”
Aubrey took another sip of her wine. Yes, she knew from experience that Midwest geography was as mystifying to most Los Angelinos and New Yorkers as Mandarin Chinese. She glanced down at her watch and did some quick math in her head. “Excuse me, won’t you?”
