A Love for all Ages (Crockett County Trilogy Book 1) by Brenda Phillips Page A

war sites, she had been
sitting here for over an hour, however she was no closer to finding
any beneficial information.
Coming back from her thoughts,
Stephanie decides it is time to fix something to eat; she hadn’t eaten
since the toast this morning with her coffee.
    Rising from her chair Stephanie abandons the computer but
allows it to remain open on the page she had been reading.
Leaving the kitchen she walks to the living room door.
Spotting
Chase flipping through a ledger Stephanie takes a minute to just
study him.
He is sitting on the couch with his legs stretched out in
front of him, he has his ankles crossed and his feet are bare.
Chase
has on a pair of well wore jeans and a black t-shirt.
His hair looks
as if he has racked his fingers through it, the dark brown strands
laying in a messy sexy style; remembering how the silkiness had felt
in her fists she longs to repeat the experience.
Deciding now was
not the time to have these thoughts she clears her throat, as Chase
glances over the top of the book she blurts out, “I am going to fix
something to eat, are you hungry?”
Thinking that could have been
smoother she waits for his answer.
    Placing the ledger on top of other ones lying beside him on
the couch he nods his head, “Actually, that sounds good, I’ll help
you.”
He was already getting to his feet as he finishes speaking.
Standing straight Chase stretches the kinks out of his back, thinking
he must be getting old.
He feels as if he has been sitting for days;
not for just an hour.
Ending his stretching Chase walks over to
Stephanie, he lays his forearms lightly on her shoulders; leaning
over he lightly kisses her lips.
    Stephanie smiles up at Chase enjoying the contact.
Never
having been a touchy person she wasn’t sure how to act with Chase;
it seems he is always touching or kissing her.
Deciding she enjoys
his attention, she just wasn’t sure how to handle this type of thing.
Having been alone for so many years with only her brother as a role
model; she hadn’t formed any long term relationships with men.
    Admitting she had dated mostly men she knew hadn’t
wanted a relationship; long term or not.
After a while, she quit
dating all together not wanting just sexual partners and not wanting
a relationship, she had gotten out of the dating scene.
    Staring into Stephanie’s eyes Chase wonders what she is
thinking. Laying his forehead against hers he whispers, “A penny for
your thoughts.”
Trying to lighten her mood feeling she had been
in deep thought; he wants to see her smile again.
He enjoys when
she smiles and the smile reaches her eyes, her eyes get a gray ring
around the outside of the irises.
Thinking she has the most
amazing eyes he has ever seen sometimes he feels he could look
deep in her eyes and find the answers to the universe, other times
her eyes hold mysteries.
    Stephanie steps back from him making his arms fall from her
shoulders.
Turning she says, “They are not worth a penny.”
Changing the subject she adds, “Having any luck with the ledgers?”
Walking in the kitchen she doesn’t wait for Chase to answer; she
goes straight to the refrigerator, opens the door looking for
something to fix them to eat.
Loving to cook but just not in the
mood right now she decides to make omelets.
Stephanie begins
setting the ingredients on the counter; selecting ham and cheese
she mixes it together in a bowl.
“If you’re serious about helping,
want to fix toast?”
Looking over at Chase she sees him reading the
open page on her computer.
He looks up at her nodding his head.
They work in silence preparing their part of the meal.
    With the meal cooked they sit at the table eating.
Swallowing a bite of toast, Chase tells Stephanie, “I have read most
of the ledgers I can’t find anything that would make someone want
to steal one.
I wish I knew why the year 1863 was so important.
Other than it being the year Archibald died, I don’t know any