Miracles in Disguise (The Trampled Rose Series) Read Online Free

separated by a small bathroom. She sighed at the inviting sight of the four-poster bed, and her body reminded her that the bed is where it wanted to be. Locating her toiletries in her overnight bag, she showered. Moments later, she was snuggled deep under the homemade quilt that smelled faintly of roses.
    Closing her eyes, she welcomed sleep, but the sight of Nathan, and the perpetual half-smile that always seemed to be playing on his handsome lips, flashed before her eyes. Kristina buried her face in the pillow with a groan of mortification. She thought of how foolishly she acted tonight. With a moan she remembered that May also knew about the pepper spray. What was everyone going to think of her? Her last conscious thought was that, with all hope, he might not tell anyone else about her actions.
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    The warm fingers of sunlight, filtering through the slats in the blinds, brushed over Kristina’s skin, dragging her reluctant body to consciousness. She smiled again at the welcoming sight of the room, but the insistent growl of her stomach wouldn’t allow her to remain in bed.
    After a quick shower, Kristina stood before the open refrigerator. When May told her the women rounded up some food for her, she assumed a leftover or two. Instead, Kristina found Tupperware containers stacked in the refrigerator, filled with casseroles, lasagna, deserts, pasta salads, and vegetables. It was apparent that when the women of Hamilton set out to do something, they didn’t just go halfway. The pantry attested to this fact…cereal, rice, canned goods and a loaf of bread graced the shelves.
    Deciding that a bowl of cereal wasn’t going to be enough to appease her voracious appetite, she settled on a delicious-looking casserole with chicken, rice and vegetables, all covered with cheese. As her meal heated, she thumbed through the phone book, jotting down addresses of where she needed to go today. She would start with Mike's Garage.
    She had just finished her prayers and was about to sink her teeth into the food, when a knock sounded at the door. Much to her chagrin, she found Nathan on her doorstep.
    “Good morning,” he said, doffing his baseball cap and running a hand through his sandy brown hair. Her eyes were drawn to the way his hair seemed to curl around his fingers as they moved through his thick hair. “I was afraid you might still be asleep,”
    Then why did you come over? But she smiled and allowed him to enter. “I was just eating breakfast.”
    “Please, continue.”
    Kristina wanted to growl in frustration as he smiled down at her with that unnerving smile, his hat folded between his hands. Though Kristina desired nothing more than to usher him out the front door, she offered him a seat, hoping he would decline, say what he had to say, and then leave.
    “I came by to let you know that Mike looked at your car last night," Nathan began, sitting down at the table across from her plate, leaving her no choice but to finish eating in front of him. She felt his dissecting eyes on her as she sat across from him and delicately placed the napkin back on her lap. She began to lift the fork to her mouth, but paused when he just continued to stare. "And what did he find out?”
    “Well, the good thing is, there’s nothing major wrong with your car.” She was about to take another bite when he added, "You know you could have called me when you saw there was nothing to eat for breakfast. I would have taken you out to eat.”
    “There is plenty to eat.” A pretty blush stained her cheeks, “I didn’t eat last night, and I didn’t feel like breakfast food this morning.” What does he care what I eat for breakfast?
    Attempting to move the visit along, she asked, “So what is wrong?” Besides you being here. You make me so nervous, watching everything I do with such a critical eye. David had watched her every move for five years... Trying to put her fears aside, she took a bite of the chicken casserole, and devoured it as