A Latte Difficulty by Angela Ruth Strong

Author:Angela Ruth Strong [Strong, Angela Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943959754
Publisher: Mountain Brook Ink
Published: 2020-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Greg prepped Tandy on questions to ask as he drove her to her dress fitting. She’d scheduled it on his lunch because he didn’t want her to go alone. And because she appreciated his expertise.

“Be simple and precise. One question at a time. Start general and work your way to the specifics. Listen for anything that might discredit her testimony.”

Tandy nodded. It was a good thing he’d be there listening to Moria too. Though knowing he’d also be listening to her was a little nerve wracking. “Can’t you ask the questions?”

Greg pulled to the curb in front of the storefront. “She already knows Marissa suspects her. So she’s definitely going to put her guard up if I go in as a lawyer.”

Tandy looked him up and down. Wearing a suit in the small town was a dead giveaway. “You should probably take off your jacket.”

“I’d be glad to.” He popped open his door and stepped into the blazing noon sun.

Tandy would never make a good lawyer. Not because she couldn’t ask questions but because she couldn’t wear a suit in summer. Even the back of the concert tee she wore had slashes in it for ventilation. Greg somehow seemed to remain cool as he walked around the gold Mercedes to join her on the sidewalk.

He hung his jacket on a hanger he just happened to carry in his car and hooked it on a hook inside the door to the backseat. But his tie was still a dead giveaway.

She tugged on it and stepped closer. “You gotta lose this.”

He watched her loosen the knot at his neck with unabashed enjoyment.

She smiled up into his watching eyes. “You think Moria will buy us as a couple?”

“We are a couple.”

“I know. But look at us. I’m in Converse. You’re in…” She looked down at the shiny brown leather. “Penny loafers?”

He popped up his collar so she could remove the tie. “They’re not penny loafers. They’re called formal loafers.”

She lifted the tie over his head, careful not to mess up the sleek, black style. As much as she despised his shoe selection, she was very aware what a catch he was. “There’s a place for a penny,” she pointed out.

He lifted the tie from her hands and looped it over the hook of the hanger. “I would never put a penny in them. Not only because the slits are sewn shut but because my girlfriend would make fun of me mercilessly.”

“She sounds cool. I think I’d like her.”

Greg closed the car door then grinned as he looped an arm around her waist to escort her inside like a gentleman. “She has her moments.”

Tandy snuggled closer despite the way sweat slicked her skin. Those beads of sweat would only help cool her off once they opened the ornately carved door and stepped inside with the air conditioning. They weren’t going to keep her from enjoying a rare moment with her man. Though if Zam stayed on to help at the coffee shop, they might be able to do lunch dates more often.

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