Beneath Blackwater River by Leslie Wolfe EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Leslie Wolfe
- Language: English
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Malia wore a flower in her hair.
Not just any kind of flower; she’d gone through online shopping hell to
get the plumeria blossom delivered to the hotel that morning, just in time for
her planned trip to Blackwater River Falls. She’d paid a fortune for it, worth
She wore the scented bloom over her left ear, a Hawaiian custom that told
the entire world her heart was taken. By a twenty-seven-year-old, goodlooking, and slightly awkward computer nerd from San Francisco named
Tobias Grabowsky, who’d probably miss the symbolic meaning of the
plumeria, and that was if he even noticed it in the first place.
She didn’t care. She still wanted the flower to be just right, her hair
perfectly shiny, the scent of the petals surrounding her like a mist from
heaven, bringer of love and good fortune. But she wished she could’ve worn
something else for that special occasion. She cringed at the thought of being
proposed to in cream-colored stretch shorts and a red tank top instead of a
breezy, white, ruffled gown that bared her shoulders. But if Toby wanted to
take her to Blackwater River Falls that morning, she had to pretend she didn’t
know why and wear the appropriate attire for hiking.
But she knew, and the excitement had overwhelmed her since she’d first
found the diamond ring in his jacket pocket.
She’d been worried about his strange behavior the night they’d arrived in
Mount Chester. Soon after dinner, expertly served by a blond with cleavage
so deep it should’ve been restricted to adult audiences only, she’d noticed
that Toby kept touching his right pocket as if to make sure something
precious was still in there, tucked safely. That pocket was where he’d shoved
the change and check from dinner, and Malia feared that Miss Cleavage
might’ve sneaked in her phone number. Anxious for the rest of the evening,
Malia could barely wait to get back to their hotel room. There, she lingered
with the patience of a hungry spider for Toby to get into the shower, then
plunged her hand into the pocket and found it.
That 1-carat beauty was definitely not for Miss Boobs.
Before Toby had come out of the shower, she had her plan in place. She’d
make sure it was one to remember, and even if she had to wear shorts, at least
everything else would be perfect.
Blackwater River Falls was a one-hour hike from their hotel, climbing at
a gentle rate on the western versant of Mount Chester through a stunningly
beautiful, fall-tinged forest. As they gained elevation, oaks and maples gave
way to a variety of pines and firs, their cones littering the paths. They held
hands and hiked with enthusiasm, her impatience causing Toby to ask, “Why
the rush?” a couple of times. She’d just smiled in response and slowed down
a little, even stopped to press her lips against his for a quick moment, before
rushing uphill again.
They were a good ten minutes away when the whooshing sound of the
falls started to be heard, faint and distant, yet precise, melodious, echoing
against the rocky slopes of the mountain.
“I can see it,” Malia announced cheerfully, letting go of Toby’s hand and
sprinting ahead. “We’re there.”
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