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Bayou Sweetheart. Lenora Worth
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Автор произведения Lenora Worth
Жанр Современные любовные романы
Издательство HarperCollins
Love In Bloom
For landscaper Callie Moreau, working in the gardens of Fleur House is a dream come true. Then she meets the owner, a mysterious millionaire with rumors following him wherever he goes. Callie finds herself drawn to Tomas Delacorte in spite of the darkness in his eyes. And Tomas can’t resist the joy that Callie brings to his days. He could be the man Callie’s always prayed for. But when Tomas’s secrets come to light, and the people she’s known all her life are threatened, Callie must decide if she can stand by the man who’s stealing her heart.
She took off her gardening gloves and walked over to Tomas. “So you fight your own battles, right?”
She saw the resigned expression shuttering his eyes and felt that strange tugging inside her heart again. His eyes caught hers, and Callie saw a barrage of emotions passing through him like a blast of smoke on the horizon. “That’s what I do, yes.” He stepped closer, his dark hair shimmering as it ruffled his neck. “But…I want you to please trust me, Callie. No matter what, can you do that?”
She wanted to laugh at that suggestion. She didn’t trust easily, not since her husband had left her, in the middle of a health crisis. Not since she’d decided to live her life free and clear and without any regrets. She trusted in the Lord. That was her kind of trust.
“Sorry, I’m not so good at trusting these days.”
This time, she was the one to walk away.
LENORA WORTH
has written more than forty books for three different publishers. Her career with Love Inspired Books spans close to fifteen years. In February 2011 her Love Inspired Suspense novel Body of Evidence made the New York Times bestseller list. Her very first Love Inspired title, The Wedding Quilt, won Affaire de Coeur’s Best Inspirational for 1997, and Logan’s Child won an RT Book Reviews Best Love Inspired for 1998. With millions of books in print, Lenora continues to write for the Love Inspired and Love Inspired Suspense lines. Lenora also wrote a weekly opinion column for the local paper and worked freelance for years with a local magazine. She has now turned to full-time fiction writing and enjoying adventures with her retired husband, Don. Married for thirty-six years, they have two grown children. Lenora enjoys writing, reading and shopping…especially shoe shopping.
Bayou Sweetheart
Lenora Worth
He shall come down like rain upon the mown grass: as showers that water the earth.
—Psalms 72:6
To Margie Clarkston and her sweet son Dennis. Thank you for reading my books!
Contents
Chapter One
A woman danced in the rain in his garden.
Tomas Delacorte stared out the big upstairs window of Fleur House, oblivious to the coming storm. Instead, he watched the graceful woman as she lifted her face to the clouds and laughed, her long ponytail trailing around her shoulder like a flower vine, her hands out, palms up, as if she were saying a prayer. Her colorful tiered skirt was as bright as the various containers of flowers surrounding her. She had kicked off her sandals and now danced with barefoot abandon in the freshly mowed grass that sloped down to the bayou.
This must be Callie Moreau. The landscape lady.
He inhaled a deep breath. A sensation passed through his chest like a fresh wind and stirred up the dust inside his heart, causing it to beat a little faster. Causing it to warm and open and absorb. The change almost hurt—the pain of wanting was overwhelming.
She danced. And he fell in love.
He wanted to go out there and dance with her.
He wanted to be that joyous, that happy...just once in his life. But for him, that would be impossible. For him, love didn’t work. Just a silly reaction to an unusual sight.
A clap of thunder brought him out of his daydream.
The woman stopped dancing and gazed up at the sky.
Then she turned and looked at the window where he stood.
And into Tomas’s eyes.
* * *
Callie dropped her head and hurried to the long covered terrace at the back of the huge mansion, her wet clothes and hair making her shiver. Digging into the big tote bag she’d left on the porch, she found her phone and dialed her sister Alma’s number.
“He saw me,” she said when Alma answered. She had to catch her breath. She’d hurried too fast.
“Who saw you?”
Callie heard the blur of voices echoing over the line along with the sound of a cash register dinging another dollar. Alma was at the Fleur Café, as usual. And it was lunchtime.
“The man. The owner. Tomas Delacorte.”