"Andrews, V C - The Casteels 03 - Fallen Hearts" - читать интересную книгу автора (Andrews V.C)

"I can try," I whispered and he smiled. Then he kissed me, a kiss meant
to seal a promise, but all my life I had seen promises broken. Logan
sensed my hesitation, my. fear. He embraced me.

"I'm going to make you believe in me, Heaven. I'm going to be all you
could want in a man." He pressed his face to my hair. I felt his breath
on my neck, his heart beating madly against mine. In this forest on the
old trail, I felt myself wanting desperately to hope again; I felt
myself softening. The Heaven Leigh Casteel who had been wounded badly
as a child, tormented and seduced as a young girl, heartbroken as a
young woman, turned hungrily toward the promise of happiness.

"In time I think I will believe in you, Logan."

"Oh, Heaven, dear Heaven, you've truly come home." Logan kissed me again
and again.

Why was it then, that as he kissed me with all the love and passion in
him, I thought of Troy, my forbidden fiance, my dark, dead love? Why
was it Troy's lips I felt pressing against my own? Why was it Troy's
taste I craved? Troy's arms I felt pressing me against him? But then
Logan kissed both my eyes, and I opened them, to his young, fresh,
loving face, a face that had never known the depths of anguish and
despair my sad, doomed Troy had succumbed to. I knew in my heart that
Logan would bring me the kind of life I and my mother before me had been
deprived of- a life of calm, respect, and honor.

Logan and I courted throughout the school year, and one day he knocked
on my cabin door and said, "Have I got a surprise for you, Heaven." He
looked like a mischievous little boy with a frog in his pocket.

"Are you going to blindfold me?" I played along with his sweet game.

He came up behind me and put his gentle hands over my eyes. "Keep them
shut, Heaven!" Then he took my hand and I stumbled along behind him on
the way to his car, feeling secure being led by his boyish enthusiasm. I
felt the fresh breeze on my face as we sped away, I knew not where. Then
the car stopped and Logan opened my door and reached for my arm. "Come
out now, we're almost there," he said as he led me from the car, onto
what felt like a sidewalk.

When he opened the door to the drugstore, I immediately caught the
familiar scent of perfume and toil-etries mixed with cold remedies and
prescription medicinal smells, but I didn't let on that I knew where I
was. I didn't want to dampen his great good humor. He sat me on a stool
and busied himself somewhere behind the counter. It seemed like a half
hour before his cheery voice returned and almost shouted, "you can open
your eyes now, Heaven!"

Before me was a rainbow castle - built of ice cream, cherries, whipped