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“I’d heard that Erin was related to a lot of famous people,” she murmurs.
“Leo Nash is her uncle.”
That stops her in her tracks. “What?”
“Yeah. And you know the country singer, Sidney Sterling?”
“Who doesn’t? She’s my favorite.”
“Married to her cousin.”
“Stop lying.”
I cross my fingers over my heart. “I wouldn’t lie to you, sugar. So, yeah, we want this to be just perfect, not only for them, but for our girl, as well.”
“Well, in my personal and professional opinion, it doesn’t get any better than this. Wow.”
Summer crosses her arms over her chest and just stands there, gazing at the mountains. There are cows out in the field, grazing. We can hear the buzz of bees, and a bird chirps overhead as it flies by.
It’s about as serene as it gets.
“Come on, we have more to see.”
Reluctantly, Summer hops back into the truck and grabs another slice of pepperoni as I drive us back the way we came, and then around to where the lake is.
“You have a whole lake on this property?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Ever gone skinny-dipping?” She quirks an eyebrow at me, and the thought of swimming naked with this woman immediately takes up residence in my brain.
“More times than I can count.”
“Fun.” She hops a little in her seat, and then I make my way around to where I want to build, and before I can say anything, Summer holds up her hand. “Stop. Oh, God, stop right here.”
For the second time, I throw it into park, and Summer hops out of the truck.
“What is it?”
But she doesn’t answer. She walks slowly over to the water’s edge, then turns and surveys the area.
“There should be a dock right here,” she begins. “A place to fish, maybe. And a house, right there, with a view of the lake from the kitchen window.”
The sunlight, beginning to fade now, dances on the crown of her head, and as she turns to me, those deep blue eyes are full of wonder.
And it’s right here, in this moment, that I know without a doubt that I’m going to spend as much time as humanly possible with Summer Quinn.
“Why hasn’t anyone put a house here?” she demands, frowning.
“I’m getting to it,” I finally reply.
A slow smile spreads over her gorgeous, plump lips. “Are you really?”
“Yeah, really.” God, my heart, and other key parts of my anatomy, aches. “I’ve already had the plans drawn up and everything. I’m just waiting to get past the wedding to move forward with it.”
“Thank God,” she says with a sigh. “Because this spot, right here, needs a home. It’s absolutely perfect. Tell me all your plans. I want to know.”
“Really?”
