Love in Country (De La Fuente Family #4)(19)

Kris nods.

“It’s time for us both to start living, Kris…Stay positive and now that I know, I can work on Greg.”

I know just how to do that as well.

Climbing back into my car after the very quick visit, I drive back the way I came, but instead of heading back into town, I veer off to the right. Taking this turning not too long ago, I got lost and I’m so glad that I did because I found a group of six cabins, two of which are up for sale. It’s the one by the stream that caught my attention and ever since I’ll drive by once in a while and dream.

Today though, I’m not just going to drive by. I shut the engine off and just sit and stare out of the car window at the small place.

I imagine it’s only one bedroom, but I don’t need much. I’d want this property for the view alone and the peace and quiet that surrounds the area.

Leaving my car, I walk toward the small cabin, with its wooden porch and overrun flowers. There’s a missing step up, and striding over it, I smile when I see the carved heart on the front door. I wonder who used to live here? My fingers trace the heart and I wonder if I’ll ever have the love that the couple that used to live here obviously had for each other.

Aiden always comes to mind when I think about love and how much I want a life to be able to spend it with him. I have a habit of when we’re apart of not believing anything will ever come of my feelings for him. He has strong feelings for me, but I’m not sure how much longer he’s willing to wait. As I move around to the back of the house, my insecurity keeps playing havoc with my thoughts.

Regardless of our outcome, I’ve made the decision to finally have my own place. And I’m determined to not let Greg talk me out of it.

Breathing in the fresh country air and lifting my face to the warm sun, I smile, confident that nothing is going to stop me this time.

I’m going to have my own home. For the first time since college I’ll only have myself to think about, and that fills me with excitement…so my next call is to the realtor to make my offer.

AIDEN

“If the director doesn’t get his finger out of his ass soon, I’m kicking the whole lot of them off this property,” I fume to Rae.

Rae huffs out a breath and glares in my direction. “He isn’t doing anything wrong. He’s paid to get the best out of us so don’t take your foul mood out on him.”

I scowl. “There’s nothing foul about my mood.”

Rae rolls her eyes. “Yeah, right…you need to go and spend time with Sarah.”

“She’s probably busy.” I avoid looking at Rae because she’ll know what an excuse it is.

I do want to see Sarah, but she’s ignored my text messages since the night before and I don’t know why. I would, of course, if I had the balls to talk to her. Part of my problem is that I’m worried about what she’ll say.

“I’ve never known Aiden De La Fuente to take the easy way out,” Rae drawls. “Stop acting like a girl and go and talk to her before it’s too late.” Rae kisses my cheek and walks off toward the director.

I close my eyes and concentrate on breathing in the fresh air of home. Snapping them open with a new determination, I glance around and in that moment I spot Sarah’s SUV parked behind the largest barn.

When did she arrive? And is she hiding from me?

Forgetting about the filming crew, I take a stride toward the barn when the director shouts, “Aiden, where are you going? We’re ready.”

I curse and hesitate. She won’t be here long and then I’ll miss the opportunity to get some answers out of her. “I need a break.”

Not giving him an opportunity to stop me, I continue on and disappear inside behind the large doors and wait a second for my eyes to adjust to the dimness. This barn is usually used for the birthing of foals, which is why the lighting is kept subdued. Now more than ever I find it frustrating because Sarah’s whereabouts aren’t immediately apparent.

“Aiden,” her soft whisper comes from over my right shoulder as I start to make my way further into the barn.

Turning my head, my eyes focus on the beautiful redhead, and I forget the reason why I needed to talk to her, and remember the feel of her soft curves against me instead.

My legs move on their own accord to bring me up close to her. “Sarah,” I breathe her name as my lips hover over hers. My hands go to the wall on each side of her head as I hold her gaze. I lower my mouth that last inch and softly press against her lips, running my tongue along the shape before finally dipping inside to the taste of what’s mine.

Her hands move beneath my shirt and caress the skin above the belt of my jeans, need filling my thoughts. She shudders as my fingers tangle in her long locks and I press her into the wall. But having one of her legs wrapped around a hip while she rubs on my aching cock is going to have me coming in my jeans if I don’t stop her.

Breaking our kiss, Sarah leans forward and captures my lips with her own. “Don’t stop,” she whispers, her mouth sliding down my jaw to the hollow of my throat. “I want you naked.”

I choke on a laugh as her hand lands on my straining dick, which is ready to punch through the zipper. She squeezes and my body thrums with pleasure. “Sarah,” I hiss. “You’re going to unman me if you don’t stop.”

She meets my gaze. Her hand squeezes around my shaft, sending tingles of sensation through my cock to draw pre-ejaculate from the tip.