A Bride for Jericho Bravo by Christine Rimmer

Author:Christine Rimmer [Rimmer, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, General, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9781742780542
Google: 61wvPq9PkkUC
Publisher: Mills & Boon
Published: 2010-04-14T14:00:00+00:00

That night, Ash and Tessa went out to dinner, which was great with Marnie. She grabbed a sandwich and then she took a long bath. By seven-thirty she was bathed and scented and waiting impatiently for Jericho, wearing nothing but the itty-bitty robe she’d worn the night before.

Her cell rang at quarter to eight. Her heart sank at the sound. She just knew it would be Jericho, getting a serious case of scruples again, calling to tell her he’d changed his mind about seeing her anymore.

But then she looked at the display. Grandpa Oggie. At least it wasn’t Jericho bowing out. But still…

Just what she needed. Her nosy grandpa telling her what to do.

She made a face at the phone and considered not answering. But in the end, she knew he wouldn’t give up until he’d reached her and worn her ear off with platitudes and unwanted advice. And besides, a phone call was better than his showing up in the flesh.

“Hi, Grandpa. How you doing?”

“Marnie?” he shouted. For as long as she could remember, he always shouted when he talked on the phone. “That you?”

She winced. Who else would it be? She turned the sound down about halfway. “Yes, Grandpa. It’s me. How are you?”

“Speak up. Can’t hear you.”

She shouted back at him. “How are you?”

“Me? I’m old, that about says it all. And that ain’t the question anyway. I called to find out how you are.”

“I’m doing fine, really. No need to worry over me.”

“How long you been out there at Tessa’s?”

She figured it was a trick question, just from his tone. But she answered, anyway. “Two weeks. As of today.”

“Two damn weeks.” He mumbled something under his breath and then started yelling again. “Nobody tells me squat around here, you know that? I heard you and Mark Drury were quits from Linda Lou Beardsly just today. That hurt my pride, girl, to think that old battle-ax knew more about my own granddaughter than I did.” Linda Lou was almost as old as her grandpa, an upright church lady who knew everything that went on in town. “I went straight to Gina,” he said. “She confessed it was true.”

“I asked them not to tell you. I…didn’t want to worry you.”

Her grandpa let out one of his cackling rumbles of laughter. “You didn’t want me to drive out there and look after you. That’s what you didn’t want.”

“Well, I—”

“Don’t give me no lies, girl. I’m too old to wade through a big pile of bull crap. And you don’t have to worry about me showin’ up there. Not in the near future, anyway. I’m not getting around so good.”

“What are you saying? Are you sick?” Her grandpa never got sick. Even though he was past ninety, she simply could not picture him ever becoming a truly old person—someone who needed other people to care for him. Someone fading away toward the end.

“Hell, no, I ain’t sick. I never get sick.” At his words, a warm feeling of relief had her letting out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

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