A Perfect Holiday Fling (Moments in Maplesville Book 1) by Farrah Rochon

Author:Farrah Rochon [Rochon, Farrah]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: louisiana, holidays, veterinarian, navy, novella, christmas
Publisher: Nicobar Press
Published: 2013-11-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“Exactly how did a scorpion get attached to your…uh, your junk?”

“How else? A dare, of course.”

“Of course.” Callie rolled her eyes.

“Hey, I was one of the new guys. I wanted to make an impression on the men in my unit.”

“By walking around with a scorpion dangling from your dangly parts? I can’t even imagine what kind of impression you were trying to make.”

“Thought it’d show them that I was fearless. Ended up just showing them that I can be dumb as shit. And that I have a high tolerance for pain. I never even flinched.”

Callie’s laugher turned the heads of several people dining on the outside patio at Emile’s Restaurant in nearby Gauthier, where they had been eating and conversing for over an hour already. Stefan had conceded that the place was far nicer than anything he had been expecting. Located on the town’s Main Street, which looked as if it had been lifted straight out of a Normal Rockwell painting, the restaurant, with its rich, dark brown hardwood floors, shimmering, elegant chandeliers, and crisp linen table cloths, could hold its own with anything he’d seen in downtown New Orleans.

Despite the chill in the air, he and Callie had opted for the patio, which was adorned with huge poinsettias, strings of sparkling lights, and the faint sound of Christmas music being piped out of discreetly hidden speakers. Tall heat lamps strategically placed around the patio made it just warm enough to enjoy the clear, crisp night without freezing to death.

“How’s your crab cake?” Callie asked.

“Delicious.” He held out a forkful. “You want to try?”

She shook her head. “I can’t. Allergic to seafood.”

“Damn, that must be hard as hell living here on the Gulf Coast.”

“Tell me about it. I’ve fallen victim to temptation twice, and barely lived to regret it both times. I go into anaphylactic shock and my throat starts to close up.”

Stefan slid his plate closer to his side of the table. “Nothing is worth that kind of trouble.” He set his fork aside and picked up his bottle of the strawberry lager brewed in nearby Abita Springs. “So, other than not being able to eat the seafood, how was it growing up around here?”

“Your typical childhood, I guess. This is just home for me,” she said with a shrug. She reached for her wineglass and took a sip. “I know the people. They know me. There’s something very comforting about that. You know, I lived in Baton Rouge for eight years while going to college and med school and I didn’t even know my postman’s name. After eight years.”

“Maplesville is definitely the type of town where you know your postman.”

“His oldest son was my prom date,” she chuckled. “Don’t get me wrong. Living in a small town like Maplesville can sometimes feel…I don’t know…claustrophobic. But the people become a part of your extended family. The town becomes a part of you.”

“I’m happy my sister and Brandon found this place. They could have lived in New Orleans, but Stef didn’t want Jacob growing up in the city.

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