being overprotective and a jerk. I'm sorry about that."
Taylor's gut reaction to his proposal was to say no. Common
sense told her she was crazy to even be considering this. He was a stranger, and
he had threatened to sue her. And yet, they had kissed. An amazing,
tantalizing, seductive kiss. And then they had done it again. A wonderful
repeat offense. She wanted to punch him, and in the same breath she wanted to
rip his clothes off. Jason Winters could be too much for her to handle. Was
moving to this make-believe world even something to consider?
"How many people are a part of this community?"
"It started with ten of us. We've been busy building
homesteads and a town. Since we started, we've brought on ten more families and
have a waiting list of about thirty or so others. It's pretty amazing how many
people want to be part of this. The demand is high, and it's adding to the
pressure of getting this town built."
Taylor watched as passion and drive danced across Jason's
face. He lit up as he spoke and energy emanated from his body. It was obvious
that this was everything to him.
"Why do you feel Mandy needs to be taken care of?"
she questioned.
Sadness masked Jason's face and wariness dulled his eyes. "A
family tragedy years ago left her with some everlasting scars. She doesn't see
things the way you and I do. She lives in this world of her own permanent
happiness. She's like a child with her simplicity and goodness."
Taylor tilted her head. "And this is a bad thing?"
"It can be." Jason stood up, walked to the window,
and stared out.
"Okay," Taylor stated simply.
"Okay what?"
"I'll do it. I'll make the move with you." She
laughed. "I'm absolutely insane, but I'll do it."
Jason slapped his hand against his thigh. "We'll be
insane together. I promise you that this is a decision you won't regret."
He grabbed a pad of paper and a pen and began to make a list. "Well, we
better get started with the plans. We have a lot to do and only a short time to
do it."
Chapter Five
Taylor stood in the middle of the room, staring at the lace
curtains and the flowered wallpaper. Everything about their agreement and the
move had been a whirlwind. Taylor still struggled to truly wrap her head around
it. Was she crazy? Had she really just agreed to this? She walked over to the
bedroom window. She pulled at the wooden frame until she was able to slide the
pane of glass up. Sticking her head out, she looked around at her surroundings.
Since they had arrived late last night, this was the first time she had really
gotten to see the land she would now be calling home.
The delicate scent of flowers drew her attention to a
lattice tangled with climbing yellow roses, blooming all around her window.
Livestock of cows, sheep, goats and horses were scattered along the land for as
far as she could see. Fruit trees peppered the yard, and she noticed a large
vegetable garden encircled with a half built fence. To the right of the garden
was a large wishing well, which she could only assume was their source of
water. Taylor truly had stepped back into the 1800s. She had never seen such a
pristine piece of land.
She stepped away from the window and glanced around the
room, wondering what her new life had in store. Would she really bake, clean, knit,
plant, and whatever else an old-fashioned woman would be expected to do? Did
she have it in her to sit down at an old oak table and enjoy a meal that would
take her most of the day to prepare?
Taylor shook her head to clear her thoughts. She had been
terrified to give up everything to make this move, but the idea of this new
life excited her. The thought of spending time with Mandy warmed her, and the
thought of Jason...well, the thought of Jason confused her. She wanted to
strangle the man. Yet, when she remembered his kiss, his embrace, she could not
help but crave more. She enjoyed sparring with the arrogant ass. Yet, she did
not want him to truly hate her. It was a fine line. Never had her