Curves and the Russian Wrangler (BBW Romance - Coldwater Springs 6) Read Online Free PDF Page B

woods and see if they could find it. He hadn’t noticed it when he fed the horses at six o’clock that morning.
    It was her day off from the boutique, and she hadn’t made any plans.With any luck, they would find it after lunch.
    Amber pulled into Mikhail’s driveway, slowing down on the gravel road. She’d left Barney at home today since this would hopefully be a romantic stroll through the woods as well as looking for her bracelet.
    After last night, when Mikhail hadn’t suggested she stay overnight, she’d decided not to get her hopes up today. Instead of wearing expensive silk lingerie, she’d opted for her usual good quality but practical underwear. At least she wouldn’t have to worry about him seeing her naked today.
    She parked outside the farmhouse and got out of the car. “Hi,” she called out, spying him near the barn.
    “Amber.” He smiled, striding toward her.
    Butterflies fluttered in her tummy as she watched him come nearer. Was she really dating this gorgeous guy? How did she get so lucky? Resolving to push away the lingering doubts as to why he wasn’t urging to take their relationship to the next level, she decided to just enjoy his company today.
    He cupped her face and kissed her. When she was in his arms, she believed they could have a future together as a couple, that he was attracted to her, curvy figure and all. It was only when she was alone that doubt assailed her.
    “Our lunch is ready.” He put an arm around her, bringing her close to his side as they walked to the house. “Afterwards, we will go and look for your bracelet.”
    “I can’t believe I lost it,” she said ruefully. She relished the touch of his hand on her curvy waist, and cursed the fact that it was only a few steps to the porch.
    “We will find it.” He smiled down at her. “Don’t worry.”
    After a lunch of free-range local ham and salad sandwiches using sourdough bread from her friend Kate’s bakery, Amber helped with the dishes.
    “Come.” Mikhail held out his hand. “We’ll stroll through the woods and locate your bracelet.”
    Just as Amber put her hand in his, her pulse stirring, his cell phone rang.
    “Damn,” he muttered, looking at the caller ID. “I’m sorry, Amber. I should take this.”
    “Go ahead.” She released his hand, a small arrow of disappointment quivering through her. Outside, the sunny spring sky beckoned to her. “I’ll meet you in the woods.”
    “I will be there,” he promised, giving her a smile that made her knees wobble, before focusing on his phone call.
    Letting herself out of the house with a sigh, she strolled in the direction of the woods behind the farmhouse. It would have been so romantic to walk hand-in-hand with Mikhail, but hopefully he would catch up before too long. After six weeks of dating him, she knew when he said he’d do something, he’d do it.
    Perhaps she’d be able to find her bracelet quickly, and spend the rest of the afternoon doing something interesting with Mikhail. Much more interesting.
    With a smile on her lips, she entered the woodland. Tall pine trees and small flowering bushes sporting white flowers beckoned to her, and she told herself to stop thinking about her sexy Russian and to concentrate on looking for her pink and silver bracelet.
    She crinkled her brow, trying to remember which way they’d ridden through the woodland yesterday.
    “Over here,” she murmured, walking towards a groupof orange wildflowers next to a fallen log.
    A flash of silver winked in the sunlight. She headed toward it, hoping it was her bracelet. A bird trilled a pretty tune to her right and she turned her head, trying to sneak a glimpse of it. Could it be a yellow warbler?
    “Ow!” Amber caught her foot on the log and sprawled forward, her hands hitting the grass and dirt on the other side of the log. The rough wood of the fallen pine tree bit into the soft flesh of her stomach as she fell over it. When she caught her breath, the throbbing of her