Sakura decided it was the brothers’ fault she that was so sore, and not just about the legs either, but all over now. Tired, thirsty, and her body aching, she still had to walk through this tiny, treacherous pathway that wasn’t really a pathway via the woods to get to Princeton Estate. Normally she didn’t mind, but this time she really did mind. She grumbled to herself and cursed them again. Oh, yes, she was sure they’d be very comfortable indeed right now, sitting in the lounge and drinking that horrible coffee Beth would have prepared for them. Not to mention the mini-sandwiches, scones, muffins, and slices she had made this morning. Once she reached Princeton Manor some half an hour later, she was sweating like a pig, her face was covered with dirt, and her hair was a mess. She sneaked into the kitchen—hoping like hell she wouldn’t bump into any of the brothers—when she was greeted with a, “Where have you been? Mr. Princeton was looking all over for you.” She jumped in fright, h
The brothers loved it. They absolutely loved the roast pork—and of course, none of them choked. Tristan, Logan, and Hayden couldn’t help chomping down the delicious, soft morsel and then grabbed for more. “There’s still dessert,” Mary said from across the table, smiling. “You’ll have to visit home more often to get a proper feed, boys,” Molly, their grandmother, said. Hayden nodded his head in agreement with that. “Or we could just take Beth with us,” Darcy suggested. James and Brenda glanced at each other, and Dale, the brothers’ grandfather, chuckled. Beth cleared her throat and said, “Unfortunately, Master Darcy, I still wouldn’t be able to cook you such a nice roast because I wasn’t the one who prepared that roast. Although, I sort of did since the person responsible happened to be sick all of a sudden. But that was only via specific instructions.” “New chef, then?” Conrad put in. “Finally, we have decent food to eat. Not that yours isn’t that good, Beth. Your baking is the
Darce! Darce! Laughter. Darcy could hear laughter singing and echoing all around him, calling out to him. The voice was soft and musical, and it sent a warm sensation through his body. In his state of haziness, he could see long, dark hair dancing in the wind, the strands brushing gently on his face. He could feel warm hands within his grasp, tightening as if the owner of that lovely hand was afraid he’d disappear.He was in a dream, Darcy realized, and he was lying on the ground, his body across and his head resting on someone’s lap. It was a very comfortable lap. Above him, he could see cherry blossom petals raining down on him from a tree of pink cloud. Some landed on his face. They were feathery soft and cool on his skin. He could smell the light, beautiful scent, and it reminded him of spring. Oddly enough, he felt at peace. He felt happy. And there was something else, too. He felt loved. So much love.He turned to look at the girl who was now stroking his hair. He frowned, for h
Sebastian hadn’t had such a wonderful sleep for a while. There hadn’t been any noise like in New York at all, just what he’d always wanted. Quiet. Peaceful. And he wondered why he had left home in the first place. When he woke up this morning, it had been to the sound of birds chirping outside his window and then soon after that the voices of girls talking. He was sure it wasn’t Alaina or Tara. The maids perhaps?Now fully awake and refreshed after his shower, he sighed in content. It couldn’t get any better than this, sitting here with his brothers in the morning sun in their courtyard with cherry and magnolia trees in full bloom surrounding them.The sound of a dog barking came their way.“Holy smokes!” Conrad said, perching up in his chair. “Is that?”“Toby,” Darcy supplied, more interested than he wanted himself to be.The dog appeared from the direction of the pond and dashed straight at them. Toby stopped by Tristan and greeted him by jumping around the man’s leg with delight. T
“You know,” Mary began, her eyes on the peaceful scenery of lush, green rolling hills in the distance. “You never talk about them much.”Her eyes on the road ahead, Sakura asked, “What do you mean?”“The brothers,” Mary said, adjusting herself on the seat. “You didn’t talk about them much back in high school. What was that all about?”Sakura shrugged her shoulders. “Was there any need?”“Was there any need?” Mary asked in disbelief. “You didn’t even tell me you were Uncle James’s adopted daughter until I found out myself. And that was because Uncle James himself came for the parents’ interview regarding you, and I thought he came to visit me. That was really embarrassing.”Sakura chuckled. “I suppose I should have told you, but at the time I thought it didn’t really matter.”Mary shook her head. “If you were to announce to everyone that you were Uncle James’s adopted daughter, those bitches wouldn’t have bullied you.”Sakura knew whom Mary was referring to. Those bitches were their ex
“Lauren?” Sakura smiled prettily at the younger girl. “Why don’t you give these drinks to them and introduce yourself?”“What? Really?” Lauren asked, doubt in her voice.“Really. You are, after all, the birthday girl, and it’s only natural you welcome your guests,” Sakura said, giving the tray to Lauren. “Here.”“Oh, but I can’t!” Lauren said, pushing the tray back and shaking her head at the same time. “I don’t know how to hold this thing.” She pointed to the tray. “I might drop it, and it’d be embarrassing.”“You won’t drop it,” Sakura said firmly. “Here, spread your palm.”“No. No. No.” Lauren shook her head.“Yes. Yes. Yes. Look! You’ll be all right. I promise,” Sakura urged.“Are you sure?” Lauren asked uncertainly.“Very sure,” Sakura confirmed and handed Lauren the tray.With hands that shook, Lauren held tight to the tray, praying she wouldn’t send it crashing to the floor—or on anyone, for that matter.“See? You’re doing fine,” Sakura said. “Now go and offer the drinks to the
When the girls reached the ground floor, the brothers were still there waiting for them. Conrad grinned like an idiot. Nicolas nodded appreciatively. Logan whistled. Tristan winked. Hayden cocked his head and said, “Not bad.” And Sebastian and Darcy had impassive expressions their faces.Sakura wasn’t pleased the brothers had to be there, witnessing her awkwardly descending the stairs in her heels and short skirt.“What do you think, Conrad?” Lauren asked. “Doesn’t she look great? I wore that dress on my sixteenth birthday. Do you remember? But it fits her perfectly.”“Yes, it’s beautiful,” Conrad said, his eyes on Sakura.“Do you really remember me wearing that on my sixteenth birthday back in New York?” Lauren asked him.Conrad chuckled uneasily, remembering no such thing.“You look nice, Sakura,” Nicolas said.The brothers didn’t miss Nicolas saying Sakura’s name for the first time, as though he were cherishing it.Darcy turned on his heel and headed toward the drawing room to join
She stood up straight and prepared the tubes and needle. She wiped his skin clean with an alcohol swipe and then put a tourniquet around his arm. She told him to fist his hand to pump out the vein. He did as he was told, all the time watching her closely.Sakura felt quite nervous by the fact that he was always looking at her. She didn’t know why, but she had the feeling he’d done that before when they were children. There was something in the way he was staring at her that made her nervous. Something that stirred her on the inside, making her restless.“This will hurt a bit,” she said, leaning down toward him, and then she slowly inserted the sharp needle through his skin and into to his vein.He didn’t even flinch. In fact, it didn’t look like he felt the needle going into his skin at all as he sat there watching her.Sakura hoped he was only staring at her because he didn’t want to see the needle, like most people do, and so he concentrated his attention on something else. But it w