Bed Buddies by Stephanie St. Klaire

Author:Stephanie St. Klaire [Klaire, Stephanie St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The SSK Group
Published: 2018-12-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“What was I thinking?” Kinley ranted while she helped Sadie close the dance studio for the night. “I fell for the smile and dimples…from them both. Oh my God, I don’t even like kids!”

“Please! You love kids! You’re amazing with Cooper, and I know you love him like your own!” Sadie fired back, entertained by her sister’s anxiety.

“I have to love him, he’s family. Plus, he’s super cute and looks like me,” Kinley mused.

“You loved kids until New York. Hell, you loved Pine Valley, teaching dance, and everything else you seem to hate now until then. C’mon, when are you going to let New York live in the past and give it a real shot here?” Sadie took the opportunity and went for it.

“When I’m ready to accept that I’ll never live my dream and be satisfied with being a no one, in dead beat town, with no purpose or talent for anything,” Kinley deadpanned in brutal honesty.

Sadie stood still, surprised and saddened by her sister’s words. “Is that what you really think? Honey, dreams change all the time. I’m proof of that. My life turned out anything but what I thought it was going to be. Sometimes that’s the point, sis.”

Distracted by a loud, obnoxious song, a children’s song no less, Kinley turned to see what was going on directly behind her. Many of her students were standing on the sidewalk, overjoyed by the source of the musical headache: an ice cream truck. You wouldn’t find this on the streets of New York City, she thought.

A crotchety old man, Mr. Moretti, stood in the window, ordering the kids to stand single file and find their manners or no gelato. To her surprise, they complied. How did he do that?

“Hey, can you cut the music? Trying to talk here. You got their attention, let’s at least turn it down, will ya? Geez, more small-town crap.” Kinley’s tone and crass attitude surprised even her. He was just an old man selling ice cream.

“Excuse me, miss. Can you take down the sign on your dance joint there, ma’am? Bit of an eye sore, and…well, it appears you just had their attention.” He scanned his hand in front of the line of dancers he was referring to.

“Well, no. If I take down the sign, new dancers won’t know where to find us!” Kinley replied, appalled by the audacity of his request. Sadie just laughed.

“Exactly, miss. Such is why I leave the music running, so they can find me. Now, if you move down the block instead of standing right in front of the speaker, I’m certain you’ll find it easier to hear yourself talk.” He smiled and nodded, excusing her from the discussion. “I’ll never understand this generation…young people…hmph.”

Kinley made a dramatic turn, walking opposite the ice cream, or gelato truck, as noted on the side, Sadie snickering as she followed. Kinley returned to her thoughts, picking up where she left off with her sister.

Was there still a dream come true out

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