Billionaire Triplets Matchmakers by Mia Caldwell

Author:Mia Caldwell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mia Caldwell
Published: 2017-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

JOAN WISHED SHE HAD her sunglasses as she walked to the cathedral for the noon AA meeting, her headache intensified as soon as she stepped out into the hot Mediterranean sun. Despite the continuing tightness in her head and the way it slowed down her usual speed-walking pace, she still arrived at the church with plenty of time before the meeting was due to start. The man who’d annoyed her so much the previous day was at the meeting, but thankfully he didn’t make her feel ill at ease. While she was pouring herself some coffee he stepped nearby, said hello in a pleasant and non-threatening way and offered her creamer to put in her coffee.

“No, thanks,” Joan said politely.

They ended up sitting next to each other in the front row, but he sat quietly and minded his own business. When the meeting started a few of the participants who’d been at the meeting the day before recognized her. A few even shared in English, citing the American in the room.

The man, who’s name was Raul, didn’t press her to speak, or press others to share in English, or generally act like a controlling dork. Perhaps she’d misjudged him. He’d been the leader before, so it was his job to help move things along in the meeting. She settled into her seat and listened as the other members shared. She’d already decided not to mention her relapse – she didn’t want all the after-meeting comments and the outpourings of concern.

One of the members who chose to share in English for her benefit spoke about how her drinking had ruined her family’s trust, but the commitment to the steps and time spent working on her own faults had improved her relationships.

“Today I can honestly say I’m much closer to my two older brothers than I ever was, thanks to this program.”

The woman, probably not more than five or six years older than Joan, sat down to polite applause while Joan reflected. Would she be able to get back her sister’s trust? Was all she had to do take her recovery program seriously this time?

Raul didn’t share either, but after the meeting, he stuck close to Joan as she chatted with a few other members. When she started to leave, Raul continued to stay close. “Oh, Joan, there was something I was dying to tell you back in the meeting, but I didn’t want to be rude and talk while others were sharing.”

Curious, Joan indicated for him to continue.

Raul puffed up his sunken chest, rubbed at his scraggly excuse for a beard and smiled wickedly as if he was about to share some juicy gossip.

“Remember the drunk bum from yesterday, the dude at the back that fell out of his chair?”

Joan stiffened, immediately recalling some of her feelings of dislike for this man. To refer to a fellow sufferer with such strong words seemed inappropriate at best and down right inexcusable at worst.

Or, maybe she particularly sensitive because she knew he was talking about Antonio.

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