Sunrise Point

Chapter Twenty


This was not the setting he would have chosen for his first time with her, but there was no other place in this big house that he would have her. And if he’d had any idea it might come to this, he might have done something to make it better, but he had no idea what that could’ve been. “I’m sorry, this isn’t ideal…” he said.

Is this where you sleep every night?” she asked him.

Every single night,” he said. “Except for the one night at your house, I’ve been here every night since I came home.”

One thing I just have to know,” she said. “Please tell the truth. Did Darla slip down the hall to this room when she visited?”

He withdrew from her slightly. “Never. Believe me, it never got that far with Darla.”

You kissed her, I saw you.”

Pah, it was friendly. Maybe hopeful. And that’s before I realized I couldn’t even be her friend. No one, Nora.”

I should have made a rule before you started chasing me around the orchard—I don’t kiss boys who kiss other girls… .”

His fingers went to the buttons on her blouse. “Only you.”

She watched his eyes as he opened her blouse and spread it. She wore an ordinary white cotton bra that she’d had a long time and he let out his breath in a sigh, running his fingers over it gently as if it were fine French lace. “God,” he said. And then his fingers found the latch and he set her free. “God,” he said again, and his lips went to her neck, chest, breasts.

She tilted her head back, eyes closed. The calluses on his hands were rough, but he handled her so carefully it felt wonderful. Although he’d shaved, his cheeks and chin were scratchy, and she loved it. His lips, oh, his lips, were soft and wet and perfect on her. She held his head in her hands. And then she pushed him back. “No fair. I want a bare chest, too.”

He sat back on his heels between her legs and pulled his shirt roughly out of his pants, probably springing the buttons in his haste, and over his head to cast it away. One hand reached behind his neck to grab a fistful of undershirt and rip it over his head. His haste made her laugh softly. But then she grew serious as her fingers sought out the tattoos—she’d seen the thorn branch around his biceps but had only vaguely noticed a flame that grew around his side to his right pec. She must have been too overwrought from the bear scare to look closely.

What is this?” she asked.

Fire,” he said, whispering against her neck. “It was a firefight thing. A Marine thing. A few of us…you know… Shut up now…”

Are there more?” she asked.

Later,” he said, slipping to her breast, taking in a nipple and making her gasp.

While he worked that nipple, his hands found the snap on her jeans and slid them down only to find they were caught on her boots. “You should plan better,” she said.

I can’t think with you, I want you so bad,” he said. Then he sat back again and took care of those boots and jeans, tossing them away. Which left him looking at her tiny, white bikini panties. And he growled. Then he dove for the panties, his mouth on them, his hands on her hips, causing her to gasp and her hips rose naturally. He laughed low in his throat and he pulled at those briefs, slipping them down until she was free and he went after her again, lifting her to his mouth.

And oh, God she came. The second his tongue tormented her, she was gone.

On her neck again, he whispered, “You’re wonderful. You were so ready for that and I got to be there. Nora, Nora, it’s like I imagined it might be with you… .”

You have to eventually get rid of the pants,” she breathlessly told him.

Pants,” he said. “Right.” And he sat up to divest himself of all of that, keeping behind the condom from his pocket. “And all this,” he said of the vest, blouse and bra that lay open revealing her. “Let’s get rid of this.”

She let him pull her up so he could slide the clothing off her shoulders and leave her as naked as he was. And he took a moment to just gaze at her.

Nora knew she didn’t have a perfect body; her midsection had been abused by a couple of pregnancies and she had a little potbelly and stretch marks. But Tom looked at her as though she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. “Nora,” he said in a whisper. “You’re incredible.”

He was the stunning one—sculpted, beautiful and exciting tats, six-pack belly, wide, strong shoulders and huge biceps—growing apples is not for sissies. He was a work of art. There was the smallest tuft of hair right in the center of his chest—she wanted to lick it.

He had other plans. With his hands behind her knees, he spread her legs. He put one large finger on her favorite spot and massaged, watching as her eyes rolled back. Another finger checked her to see if she was ready; she’d never been more ready. “Condom,” she croaked.

She heard the package rip. He pulled her hand to him so she could feel him roll it down his length and then with his hand over hers, he rubbed it a little bit, working it. Not too much—he was as ready as she was.

When he found her, he lowered himself to her so that his mouth could be on hers as he slid into her. “I want you,” he whispered.

I want you,” she whispered back.

I want this to last.”

And she thought, How can I give him up? “I’m ready, you’re ready… .”

He began to move and she moaned, her hands finding his butt to hold him inside her. He shifted a couple of times until her moan turned into a helpless squeak and when that happened, he just rode her and it happened again. BAM! She was holding him captive with all her internal muscles. “Oh, my sweet baby,” he whispered against her mouth. “That is so good.”

She collapsed, limp as a noodle. It took a few minutes before she could summon any real strength. “You’re not done,” she finally whispered.

I know,” he said. “I’m dying here.”

She chuckled and gently rubbed her hands over his shoulders. “No point in that. Take your turn.”

He rose up enough to look into her eyes. His were still on fire, they were so hot. “Come with me?” he asked.

Don’t know if I can,” she said.

I know where the secret spot is… I bet you can. I want to feel it again—together.”

Well, don’t hold it against me if…” He started to move again. His lips brushed hers then dipped to her breast for a hearty suck. “Oh!” she cried softly. “God,” she said. And he pumped for a while, hitting that favorite spot until she lost her mind, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, and she gave him exactly what he wanted.

And he gave it right back, bowing his back a little and letting out a deep growl of pleasure.

* * * Tom held her against him, gently stroking her back. “Stay with me tonight,” he whispered.

You know I can’t.”

Let’s call Adie and tell her we need her to stay with the girls. Tell her I’ll pay her a thousand dollars to stay the night with them. Two thousand.”

You’re kind of cute, all desperate. No, I have to go home.”

Not yet. Please, not yet. Just give me a little more time with you like this… .” He kissed her shoulder, neck, ear, lips.

A few more minutes,” she said with a sigh that sounded as helpless as Tom felt. She curled into him.

Letting go of you tonight will be the hardest thing I’ve ever done. You know what we’ve had is special. Tell me you know that, Nora.”

She put a palm against his cheek and nodded. “I am not going to cry,” she said with a shaky voice. “I’m going to be grateful for every beautiful thing and I am not going to cry.”

They made love again and Tom tried to make it as slow, as luxurious, as precious as possible. In his life, even in war, he had not felt this close to insanity—he felt as though his life was slipping away from him. When he finally relented he had to let her go, his head began to pound. He took her to her car, rode with her to the gate, kissed her hard and held her close one more time and then, with a lump in his throat, he watched her drive through the gate.

He closed the gate and gripped it, his fingers locking into the aluminum mesh, his forehead leaning onto the fence. He stood there until he was almost too cold to walk.



* * *



Jack Sheridan was manning the bar on Sunday morning when Hank Cooper walked in. “Hey,” Jack said, but he didn’t say it with an abundance of friendliness.

Hey.”

Coffee?” Jack asked.

Thanks. I came to say goodbye.”

Heading out?”

Yeah, kind of sudden. There was a phone call last night—kind of sketchy, but the short version is our friend Ben, from up the Oregon coast—he’s dead.”

Jack was jolted. He damn near spilled the coffee. “Dead?”

He was killed. He’s buried already. Some old guy said Luke’s phone number was written on the wall of that old store of his—and there were some personal effects for me. Well, for someone named Henry Cooper.”

Henry?” Jack asked.

Henry. Hank. I answer to a lot of things. So, I’m headed up there…to pick up whatever it is. And to find out what happened to him.”

Aw, man, I’m sorry. Luke going?”

He offered, but no point in both of us going. I can call him if I need him.”

And me,” Jack said. “If you get up there and find out you could use a posse…”

Decent of you,” Coop said, sipping his coffee. “Thing is, I don’t know when I’ll get back this way, so I wanted to say…” He hesitated. “Look, I get that you did what you had to do back then. And I get that it looked bad on me and that wasn’t your fault. I don’t want that on my conscience.”

Consider it cleared up, but why you worrying about your conscience now? We could’ve settled this when you got back… .”

He gave a shrug. “I have no idea what’s going on, that’s all. It could be complicated.”

I hope you know how to be careful,” Jack said.

Coop grinned. “That’s one good thing that came out of our last encounter. Careful is my middle name.”

I hope you get back this way.”

Coop took another drink of his coffee, put down the cup and reached for his wallet.

Nah, I’m not taking your money. It’s just a cup of coffee between friends.”

Coop put out his hand. “I think maybe that could’ve worked out, if we’d had more time, if we both weren’t so damn stubborn. Well, if you weren’t.”

Jack took the hand and grinned. “I’ll be checking in with Luke to find out how you’re doing. And if you get back here, we’ll scare up some poker.”

I’d like to beat the hell out of you at something,” Coop said.

Happy trails, man.” Coop turned to go and Jack said, “Hey, Coop—that was nice, that you stopped by. Thanks for that.”

Yeah, anytime. Watch out for my friends, Jack.”

You don’t even have to ask. Call if you need help.”



* * *



It was early afternoon when Maxie walked into her kitchen. She found Tom sitting at the table, eating cold casserole right out of the dish. She smiled at him and asked, “Hungry?”

He pushed it away and said, “Sit down, Max—we have to talk about a couple of things. Sensitive things.”

She sat warily. “Yes, I had a very nice trip, thank you for asking.”

This might be a little hard for you at first, but you’re going to have figure out how to get along with the idea—I’m going to marry Nora.”

Her eyes widened in shock. Her mouth hung open.

Right away. Well, as right away as she’ll go along with. Now, I know that’s not what you expected me to do, marry some woman with a couple of kids—a couple of kids by some loser who’s in prison—but this is how it’s going to be. I think, despite the fact her life has been pretty rocky up to now, she’s a solid person. She’s a very moral, decent person. She might’ve had a few little errors in judgment along the way, but a lot of that has more to do with the hard knocks of her childhood, something I only know a little bit about… .”

Tom, I like Nora,” she said.

I know, I know. That’s obvious. But liking her as an orchard worker and friend and as my wife—those are different roles. And I know that your life has been very different from hers, Maxie. You’ve been more mother to me than grandmother and I know the woman who raised me has a really rigid moral code… .”

She straightened her spine in shock. “Rigid moral code…?”

You were so damn strict, the apples ran for their lives! I always planned to marry a woman a lot more like you, but this one just tripped me up!”

Tom, Nora is—”

I’m just telling you before I go one step further, you can’t judge her against your old-fashioned standards. You can’t condemn her for having a couple of kids without a husband or anything related. We accept her one hundred percent, just as she is.”

Tom! You think I would judge her for that? You know that your grandfather and I—”

I know, you had to get married—you’ve been honest about that. This is pretty different, but I don’t care. I wouldn’t care if she had six kids—I need her in my life. I’m not giving her up.” Then he laughed suddenly. “Damn, doesn’t this just have stalker written all over it?” He rubbed his hand down his face.

Tom, have you not paid attention? We didn’t just have to get married, we—”

I’m telling you, it doesn’t matter to me, so it can’t matter to you, because I’m bringing Nora and the kids to live with us. We could get our own house but if I’m going to work this orchard, I—”

No, Tom, I absolutely don’t want you to find your own house and leave me on the orchard in this great big house,” she said, but she wasn’t sure he was listening to anything she said. He appeared to be just about deaf and blind and a little crazed. “Tom. Tom, look at me. Has Nora agreed to marry you?”

No, but she will because she has to. They’re kicking her out of her house and she thinks she’s moving to Stanford to live with her father, but I’m not letting her go,” he said. “I’ll find a way to make it up to her if she wants to go back to college… .”

We do have colleges,” Maxie said, mesmerized by her grandson’s passion. “I’ve never seen you like this before.”

Probably because I’ve never been like this before. I knew I was falling for her but I thought I had time to get used to the idea of becoming a husband and father overnight. Man, I don’t need time—I only need one thing.”

Can you slow down for just one second?” Maxie asked calmly. “Can you please listen to me?”

Don’t try to reason with me, Max, because I—”

Tom! Shut up! Listen to me!” He sat still and focused on her. “Better. You still look a little dazed, but better.”

I didn’t sleep at all, and I was already running on very little sleep.”

I understand, now please try to hear me. You have to calm down and see if you can lose that lunatic edge. No one’s going to marry you if you continue to sound completely insane.”

I might be a little insane,” he said. “I sure feel that way.”

Deep breaths,” she said. “I love Nora. If she’ll come here as my granddaughter-in-law, I would be very happy. But you must hear me on this—if you tell her she has to, any woman with a brain would run for her life.”

He was quiet for a second while he absorbed this. “Right,” he finally said. But he looked confused.

Tell her how you feel. Just tell her how you feel and ask her if she can lower her standards enough to take you for a spouse.”

He sat back. “Very funny,” he said.

She grinned. “I couldn’t be more serious. And before you light out of here with a mission, make sure you’re wearing boots the same color and zip your fly.”

He looked down—sure enough, one black, one brown. And an open fly. How did she do that? “Sometimes you’re just spooky.”

Women notice things like that. Are you done with me?”

He nodded. “I’m going to Nora’s now,” he said. “After I change boots.”

Good. I think I’ve aged ten years since I walked in the door!”

But Maxie stayed in that chair until he had attended to his clothing and left again. Then he came back, kissed her forehead and said, “Thank you, Max!”

She sat. My God, she thought. She just shook her head. He really had no concept of what he was asking, what he was saying. They had talked about the fact that his grandfather was not his biological grandfather, though Tom had been much younger. Maxie thought it imperative that he hear that from her before he heard it in town or at school, surprised he hadn’t already. He had only asked one question—was he his father’s biological son. And Maxie had said, “There is absolutely no question—you are his twin. We’ll go through pictures any time you like.” Apparently he had heard that, accepted it and was at peace. The biology dating back to his grandfather and great-grandfather was so far removed in his young mind, it didn’t matter.



* * *



When Tom pulled up to that small house in town that held almost all his hopes and dreams, her father’s car was there. He took a deep breath. Probably just as well.

When he knocked at the door, she said, “Come in.” And he thought, I have no flowers, no ring, nothing.

He opened the door and saw that Jed was sitting on the sofa, reading a picture book to the little girls. Berry looked up, gave him a little smile and her version of a wave. Tom approached Jed and stuck out a hand. “Don’t get up, Jed,” he said. “I’m just going to talk to Nora for a couple of minutes.”

Jed just shook quickly, smiled and gave a nod before going back to his reading. Nora had a cardboard box open on the table and seemed to be filling it with folded clothes. Already? “Can I talk to you for a second?” he asked.

Sure,” she said. “I’m right here.”

He walked through the very small living room and faced her. “Alone?”

Where?” she asked. “The bathroom?”

Maybe we could, um, go sit in the truck?” he said, but even as he said it, it sounded so dumb. And not exactly the way he wanted her to remember a marriage proposal. But then, neither was this.

She leaned toward him and whispered, “If it’s about last night, there’s nothing to talk about. Everything was fine. Lovely and perfect. Shhh.”

He whispered back. “I want to marry you.”

She almost broke her neck, it snapped up so fast. “What?” she said.

He looked over his shoulder uncomfortably. Jed was peering at him over his reading glasses.

I love you,” Tom said quietly. “I want to marry you.”

She frowned and leaned toward him. “Are you drunk?” she whispered.

No! I’ve never been more sober! Way too sober. Marry me. You’ll learn to love me, I promise.”

Nora swallowed. “Tom, this is very sudden.”

So is you packing boxes. Listen, don’t go. Let me take care of you, let me—”

She was shaking her head. She couldn’t be saying no already! “You can’t possibly have had time to think this through.”

Hours,” he said. “I haven’t slept a night through in days.”

You’re probably just hallucinating. You don’t get married just because you—” She leaned to look around Tom to her dad. “You should give yourself more time to think about this.”

I have thought about it. I don’t need more time, I need you.”

But you were concerned about making sure things, you know, didn’t get serious.”

Yeah, because I’m an idiot—I was falling in love with you and it scared me to death. I’ve never been in love before, but I am now. I want you. You and the girls. If you need more time, fine—but don’t leave town. I love you.”

Jed cleared his throat. They both glanced at him.

This is too fast,” she whispered. “What if it doesn’t work?”

It’ll work,” he said. “It has to work because I haven’t ever felt like this before. In fact, I wasn’t sure I even wanted to feel like this, but here it is—Nora, I swear I’ll be a good husband. And father. We have Maxie to kick me around if I make stupid mistakes—she loves that job.”

I’m not sure I’m ready to cross that line, and it has nothing to do with how I feel about you. I’m crazy about you. But I—”

I’d bet everything on us,” he said. “But if you need more time, I’ll show up at the auction and buy this house. Then you can take your time, give it some thought. If you want to go back to school, I’ll make sure you get to.” He lifted one brow. “We do have colleges here, you know.”

She laughed at him. “You can’t buy a house!”

Yes, I can. I can buy three houses and a truck. I’m not broke. I was going to plant more trees and get a new tractor, but this is more important. You can come to the orchard and find out what it’s like there after the harvest.”

Or I could go to Stanford and we could talk on the phone, write and email and visit on weekends.”

We could,” he said. “And be miserable apart. Or you could just marry me and let me give you everything I have.”

Listen, try to understand, my parents married too quickly and it went south very badly.”

Yeah, sorry. I know that was really hard for you as a kid. I don’t know anything about how mine were together, but I know how we are together. No two people have ever been more right together.”

She put a hand on her hip. “What makes you think I’m right for you?”

He laughed and grabbed her hips, pulling her closer. “Are you kidding? You’re way too proud and stubborn, for one thing. And you insist on doing things yourself—such a tough little broad. I’ve met plenty of the other kind, but I like women like you and Maxie, women who aren’t afraid of themselves, who set no limits on what they can accomplish. Did you know Maxie had a tough time when she was growing up? She did,” he finished, ignoring her nod. “And that didn’t keep her from being a great mother and grandmother—like you. And even though you’ve had a few hard knocks in the love department, it sure didn’t affect your ability to give love. You give love so good, a man could go blind.”

Tom!” she said. She leaned to look at her father, but he was gone. She gasped and ran to the front door. He was outside; he had the girls in that big stroller. “Dad, it’s cold out there!”

We have our coats on. We’ll be right on this block, don’t worry.”

Are you sure?”

Nora, take a few minutes to talk to your… To talk to Tom.”

She came back in and closed the door and found herself instantly in Tom’s arms. He was smiling. “I’m telling you the truth—I started to want you the second I saw you and I started to love you by the time I’d known you for a week. I wasn’t sure that was such a good idea—you being an employee. But you just had me. Everything about you—the way you laughed when you had nothing to laugh about, the way you cried when you longed for the love and trust of family… Nora, you’re everything I want in my life. Nothing else much matters right now. If you need to think it over, I’ll make sure you have this house, no strings, while you think.”

Tom…”

I came empty-handed because I was in a panic—I had to tell you how I feel before you ran off to start a new life. But I promise if you give me a chance I’ll buy you a good ring, give you any kind of wedding you want, give you all my worldly goods and bring you flowers every day.”

Her eyes flooded. “I love you, Tom. And not for what you can give me. For who you are.”

He ran a knuckle down her jaw. “I’ll take anything you give me. Marry me or think about it awhile, but just don’t leave me. I love you with everything I am.”

If you take me, you have to take the whole family,” she told him. “You have to be a father to two little girls.”

I’ll do my best. I think I’m up to it. They like me.” He smiled. “You have to take my whole family, too. Maxie is determined to live to a hundred and twenty, and I like her chances.”

Then yes, I’ll marry you.”