Lakeside Love (A Mill Creek Crossing Romance) Read Online Free PDF

her leg.
     
    “Oh really? What would you have done out there in the middle of the lake if there was a tornado?” he asked putting his hands on his hips as he leaned against the counter. She slowly lowered her leg, wincing along the way.
     
    “It wasn’t a tornado.”
     
    “How do you know?” he asked.
     
    “Because I didn’t hear that train noise.”
     
    “What train noise?” By this time he was chuckling at her, and she didn’t like it one bit.
     
    “You know, the one they always talk about when describing a tornado. It goes ‘woooo wooooo…’” she trailed off as she made her best train nose before breaking into laughter and laying her head on the countertop.
     
    “That was your train sound? Seriously?” he asked as he laughed along with her.
     
    “You have a better train sound?”
     
    “Yes, but I wouldn’t do it in public,” he said poking her in the arm as he walked to the refrigerator. “Would you like a drink?”
     
    “A drink?”
     
    “Yes… a drink… Like soda, wine, water?”
     
    “Wine?”
     
    “Yes, I do have wine. Red or white?” he asked.
     
    “I’d love some white,” she said putting her leg up on the stool across from her.
     
    “I’m afraid that’s going to hurt tomorrow,” he said pointing at her leg as he poured.
     
    “Me too. Some start to my relaxing getaway.”
     
    “So, what are you getting away from anyway?” he asked eying her carefully.
     
    “What makes you think I’m trying to get away from something?” she asked trying not to make eye contact.
     
    “Well, you’re taking a getaway. You’re alone…”
     
    “I don’t discuss my personal life with strangers,” she said with a sly smile.
     
    “What about ax murderers?” he said smirking at her.
     
    “Oh, sure, I tell everything to ax murderers. After all, what do I have to lose?” she said taking a sip of the wine he handed her.
     
    He leaned across the counter and stared at her closely. She could feel his warm breath brushing across her face, and it unhinged her a bit. He was definitely the sexiest man she’d ever seen in person. On a movie screen, he would have given any Hollywood actor a run for his money.
     
    “Shall I get my ax?” he asked winking.
     
    “No, please don’t,” she said with a laugh holding her hands up. “Fine, I’ll tell you since I have no pride left. I’ve had a very rough couple of weeks. My fiance didn’t show up on our wedding day.” She didn’t look at him. Instead she slid her finger around the top edge of her glass wishing she hadn’t just revealed that tidbit about herself.
     
    “Wow, he must be a piece of work,” Dylan said, which surprised her.
     
    “Yeah, but that isn’t the worst part. He ran off with a co-worker and left me standing there in front of one hundred people including his own family.” She had no idea why she was giving him even more ammunition to think she was worthless too.
     
    “Jackass.” His tone was pointed and matter of fact. “I’m really sorry that happened to you, Erica. Let me apologize on behalf of my gender. Some of us aren’t very mature, unfortunately.”
     
    “What about you?”
     
    “Me?” he asked knitting his eyebrows together.
     
    “Well, this place looks like a bachelor pad.”
     
    “Oh, does it now?” he asked with a smile.
     
    “You have very little in the way of decor, a brown leather sofa, that dogs playing poker picture over the mantle…” she said pointing around the living room.
     
    “Okay, you caught me. What are you, a detective?” he asked as he refilled her glass.
     
    “Nope. Marketing specialist.”
     
    “Oooh… I need to pick your brain then.”
     
    “Why is that?” she asked taking another sip of her wine.
     
    “I own a business, and I need a good marketing mind to take it to the next level,” he said as he jumped up onto the counter in front of her and sat down.
     
    “What kind of business?” she asked realizing that she was becoming very