Till the End - Jennifer Trevino (best ebook reader .TXT) 📗

be alone for once?” He said as he leaned back and looked at the family siting a bench away from them, watching them like hawks. “Seriously, I want to take you to bed and spend the whole week locked inside with you,” he whispered teasingly in her ear, his breath fanning her ear.

 

                “Mommy! Dad!” A small nine year old came running toward them, his shaggy black hair moving with the wind as he ran. He wore a green plaid shirt, with a pair of khakis and shoes, the very replica of his own father.          Except his black hair held a few strands of copper brown in his hair, and his eyes were a hazel green shade just like his mother.

 

                “What is it James?” Lisa asked her son, as she removed herself from Dalton and stood up. James halted in his tracks and gave his mother a concerned look; he put his hands behind his back and spoke with worry.

 

                “Angela doesn’t want to play with me, she says she wants to read by herself,” he said meaning to the Simons little girl about the same age as James. Angela is a sweet young girl, with red curly hair that reached her back in locks, her skin as white as snow, and eyes big and the color of the sea. “She doesn’t want to play Hide and Seek with me, and I want her to,” he finished.

 

                “James you can’t make her play if she doesn’t want to, that’s her decision,” she scolded him softly, watching as his face took on that puppy dog look.

 

                “But-“

 

                “No buts, young man,” she said giving him a stern look although her lips betrayed her as they tugged into a smile.

 

                “Persuade her son, and show him the Cane’s charm. That will surely make her want to play,” Dalton suggested giving him a small pat on the head.

 

                “Are you sure it will work, dad?” James asked uncertain if his father was right.

 

                “Of course it will you are a Cane after all,” Dalton reassured giving him a nod.

 

                “Thanks dad!” James yelled before turning on his shoes heels and turning toward the direction Angela was. The quiet shy girl was sitting on the grass next to the lake, a book on her hand about Princess Fairy Tales. Lisa watched as her son stopped beside her and started to tell her something.

 

                Then he grabbed her from the arm and pulled her up to her feet, making her book fall to the grass. And in a second her son leaned his head down and captured her lips on his catching her off guard. Angela’s blue eyes widened to the size of golf balls, and her cheeks turned a dark pink of shade.

 

                Lisa gaped in surprise at the scene, and almost fell back, but her husband cached her safely in his arms. But the shock was still coursing through her, as she watched her little son.

 

                Angela swiftly pushed James making him falter and fall into the lake his body sinking into the blue depth, then James head appeared from the lake his hair wet and a smile playing on his lips.

 

                “Angela!” He yelled as he swam back to the edge where he got out dripping wet from head to toe and followed a very red little girl with a book clutched to her chest.

 

                “Leave me alone James!” She yelled.

 

                “Just like his father,” Lisa sighed out loud letting her back lean against her husband’s hard back. “I can’t believe my little boy is growing up so fast.”

 

                “Well he is our son,” Dalton replied as he kissed the mark she wore on her neck.

 

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Publication Date: 09-24-2013

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