Rayne watched as he drove the wagon closer, halted the horses, and put on the brake. When he jumped down, he reached up for her. She scrambled out of the blankets and leaned down for him to grasp her around the waist and help her down. Her body slid along his and when she felt her feet touch the ground, he didn’t release her, but gazed into her eyes. She wet her lips nervously and he smiled before he kissed her tenderly. Her heart fluttered in response and she tentatively kissed him back. Hearing the deep groaned he uttered, she slipped her arms around his waist, loving the feel of his lips on hers and the feel of his strong arms around her. When he broke the kiss, he quickly kissed her forehead and released her. Taking her hand, he led her into the shack.
Rayne’s eyes adjusted to the dim light and then her heart beat triple time. There on the table was a purse, not hers, but somehow she knew it was meant to be hers. It wasn’t the designer bag she always carried, but a drawstring purse and there was a brocade satchel sitting beside the small table. She walked over and opened the purse and found money inside, mostly silver dollars and a bottle of rose water. Nothing else but those two things.
She bent down and picked up the satchel and opened it. There were clothes in there, but not the ones she had packed. Everything was from this time period and on top lay her mother and father’s picture, framed in wood instead of the modern day frame she had put it in. She glanced up at Blade. “My things are still here.”
“So I see. You look surprised.”
“Well I am. I don’t remember too much about that day but the cabin, well shack, going for a walk, and falling in the pond. I don’t know how I got here or anything.” She didn’t know what else to say because her car wasn’t here that was for sure. She’d have a hard time explaining that one.
“You horse must have run off. I’ll have the hands look around for it.”
“Maybe,” she said, putting the picture back and closing the satchel. “I guess that’s all there is to do here.”
“I’ll take your things for you,” he said, taking them and slipping his arm around her as they went back out and got onto the buckboard.
