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This morning, my tease comes from Wedding Bell Blues. You’ve been given a peek at this while it was a work in progress. My cover was designed by Melinda De Ross. I love the From Here to Eternity vibes I get from it. WBB is currently in a Kindle Scout campaign, hoping to win a publishing contract. Please consider clicking on the link after the excerpt and nominating it.
“One of these days, your impetuous behavior will be the death of you,” Carla finished.
“Fine,” she said, giving in and slamming her right palm against the steering wheel. “You’re right. I’m an idiot. I should’ve made sure the house was still available before I signed the contract with the diocese, but it’s done, and I’m out of options. It’s the motel room or a park bench.” MJ gritted her teeth, fighting not to give into the tears just below the surface.
Before long, she pulled into the motel’s crowded parking lot. The place looked better than a couple they’d passed along the way. There was a pool and a few women sat around it, wearing bikinis smaller than the band aids she wore on her blistered heels. Mercifully, Carla didn’t say anything.
More depressed than ever, MJ reversed out of the parking lot.
“Are you sure you didn’t know Paul Davis was here?” Carla asked, startling her.
Stunned, MJ stepped on the brake and turned to the woman beside her.
“Where in the world would you get an idea like that?”
“If you did, all of this would make sense,” she answered, one eyebrow cocked. “Fifteen years ago, you would’ve followed him to the ends of the Earth. Did you see him walking that horse when you came up for your interview? Is that why you’re behaving like a complete and total moron, willing to stay in a motel that probably rents rooms by the hour?”
“You can’t be serious. The man didn’t even recognize me.” Her lower lip trembled, and she fought to tamp down her disappointment.
“But you recognized him, and so did I.” Carla scrunched up her nose. “Strange that he just happened to be in your house.”
MJ turned to her, her chin jutting out in defiance, too angry and upset to respond.
Carla stared at her a few moments.
“Okay,” she said at last. “Maybe you didn’t … Neither of you could’ve faked that struck dumb look on your faces, but you would be better off with him than in that motel—gossip or no gossip. Did you see the bimbos out by the pool? If they’re cross-border shoppers, I’m a unicorn.”
“Maybe they’re sun worshippers,” she mumbled, beginning to drive again. “As far as Paul goes, the last thing I want or need is another big brother.”
“Don’t knock it. Big brothers can come in handy. I have five of them, remember? You’ll be alone here, and he looks like the right kind of person to call in a jam. Did you see those abs? While there might have been a woman in his bedroom, he did say he’s not married. It’s a small town. You’re bound to run into him, but try to be cavalier about it if you do. Whatever you do, don’t stalk him like we did as kids.”
MJ stopped for a red light and turned to face Carla, all of the pain and embarrassment of the afternoon coming back to her. “Stalk him? We did not stalk him,” she said with all of the dignity she could muster. “We followed because we wanted to do whatever he and Ron were doing. Believe me, Hell will freeze over before I call him for anything.”
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