When the Heart Falls
Misty had the perfect life—emphasis on the "had." After ditching her cheating jerk of a husband, she returns to her hometown and back to her parents' ranch. Living in her old room again was never part of her plan ... and neither was falling for her childhood friend's rugged charm faster than the ink could dry on her divorce papers.
When tragedy brings Dylan home, the last person he expects to see is the beautiful woman who claimed his heart over a decade ago. But now that she's back—and single—he's determined to finally be a part of that life she's trying to put back together.
But secrets go deep in the heart of Texas, and what lies within is enough to destroy them both. With deception and betrayal weaving into their newfound love, can Dylan and Misty fight the obstacles tempting to tear them apart ... and survive the danger that threatens their very lives?
Dylan sat in the truck, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel while he waited for Misty outside the courthouse. A glare from that direction caught his eye, and he noticed the door of the courthouse open and Brad walk through with his lawyer. As they walked down the steps of the building he saw Brad look in his direction and give him an evil glare. Dylan stared right back, but couldn’t hold back the smirk on his face. As Brad continued to walk towards the parking lot, Dylan saw the door open once more. Misty walked out with her lawyer and stopped once they reached the bottom of the steps to shake hands. When she turned to walk to Dylan’s truck, he noticed that she had this glow that wasn’t there this morning. It was the glow of a free woman. He hopped out of the truck and rounded the front to open her door for her. Before he had a chance to open the door, she had flung her arms around his neck and kissed him like she hadn’t seen him in years.
“What was that for?” he asked when the kiss ended.
“That’s all I could think about while I was in there,” she said and kissed him once more, short and sweet.
“I take it things went well then.” He chuckled and opened the door.
“Damn straight it did. I…” She stopped right as she was about to hop in the truck when she noticed the simple bouquet of wildflowers sitting on the seat. She turned to Dylan and noticed for the first time that he had changed his clothes from the blue jeans and t-shirt he wore on the drive there this morning, to black jeans, black boots, and a white western cut shirt, topped off with a black cowboy hat. He was smiling at her, and the sight was so unbelievably beautiful that it pulled at her heart and made her want to cry.
“I thought since we were out already and seeing as how you look so pretty, well, I figured I could take you out on a formal date,” he explained.
“I’d love that,” she said and let Dylan help her into the truck. She picked up the bouquet and breathed in the wonderful scent as he walked around to enter the driver’s side. Her first few moments of being Misty Donovan again were the most amazing moments she had had in a very long time. As she watched Dylan get into the truck and start the engine, she wondered if things would always be this wonderful with him. A warm feeling filled her body, starting from her heart and extending to her fingertips and toes. Without a doubt, she knew that this is how life would be from now on.