Blind-Date Marriage by Fiona Harper

Author:Fiona Harper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises
Published: 2013-03-03T16:00:00+00:00

Serena looked at her watch for the fifteenth time. Eighteen minutes past eight, Monday morning, and she was at the community centre, setting up for the day ahead. Mel had nipped out to the local shop to buy some more coffee, so she unstacked the chairs in blissful silence.

Come to think of it, Mel had been gone an awfully long time.

She stuck her head out through the front door and did a quick scan of the surrounding area. Mel’s pink coat was visible some distance away. Her head was bobbing up and down furiously as she talked to a man in grey.

A cold wave crashed in Serena’s tummy.

A grey coat. Just like the man who had followed her the other day. What if Mel was in trouble? She was just about to shove the door wider and race over there when Mel gave the man a hug and headed back in her direction.

Serena peered at the stranger. He had his back to her, and it was impossible to tell if it was the same person. This man wasn’t wearing a hat and scarf. The only similarities were the colour of his coat and his height.

She shrugged and shook her head. Mel obviously wasn’t bothered by him. She was probably just imagining things. Her nerves were wire-tight. It was hardly surprising if she was dreaming up trouble where there was none.

She let the door flap closed and returned to setting up the chairs and instruments for the ‘Guitar for Dummies’ workshop. Mel had shanghaied Jake into leading that one. She checked her watch again. Another thirty-eight minutes and he’d be here. She stood, chair held mid-air, and wished the sick feeling in her stomach away.

The thup-thup of the swing door announced Mel’s return.

‘I can’t believe Mr Singh still runs the corner shop! I was always a little scared of him as a child, but he practically vaulted over the counter to shake my hand just now.’

‘You were a long time.’

Mel paused. ‘Yes…well, like I said, I was catching up with Mr Singh.’

‘Who was the other man you were talking to?’

‘What man?’ Mel fiddled with her top button.

‘The one in the grey coat.’

‘Oh, him. That was no one. He was just asking for directions.’

Serena raised an eyebrow as Mel shrugged off her coat and busied herself putting the jar of coffee away.

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