Chasing Charlie: A Romantic Comedy (The Texas Two-Step Series Book 1) by Kathy Carmichael

Author:Kathy Carmichael [Carmichael, Kathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MacGowan Press
Published: 2012-07-11T04:00:00+00:00

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Joanne ran from the bathroom and answered the phone on the third ring. With Charlie out of town for the weekend, Joanne had planned an intimate dinner party: just her and the man of her dreams. She hoped it wasn’t him on the phone, telling her there’d be some delay. She didn’t think the Cornish game hens could wait.

She had to angle the receiver just right because her hot curlers interfered. "Hello?"

"Hey, Joanne. This is Monty Joe. How you doin’, girl?"

Joanne let out a sigh of relief. It was just Charlie’s brother calling to check on her. Joanne’s dinner could still go as planned. If she weren’t seriously involved with Barry, she’d totally think about pursuing one of Charlie’s brothers. They were incredibly good looking, even if they leaned a little to the macho side. "I’m doing fine, how about you and Bobby Gray?"

"We’re doin’ just fine. We’ve taken it into our heads to come to Dallas and see our little sister. Put her on, will you?"

"I’m sorry, but she’s not here." Joanne sniffed the air. Smoke? Something was burning -- she hoped it was dinner and not her hair. Dinner! "Look, I have to get to the kitchen. Charlie’s gone to Lake Texoma and won’t be back until Sunday night."

"Lake Texoma? What’s she doing there?"

Smoke wafted out of the bar area. The Cornish hens must be burning. "Don’t worry. She’s in good hands. She went with Davis Murphy."

"Hold on there a minute!"

"Hang on a sec. Dinner’s burning!" She threw down the receiver and ran into the kitchen, then pulled open the oven door. Sure enough the hens were overdone, but she thought they might still be salvageable. She pulled them out of the oven and turned on the exhaust fan.

Returning to the phone, she said, "I really can’t talk now, Monty Joe. I’ve got a date coming over and dinner is almost ruined."

"Do you know where ’bouts at the lake she’s headed?"

Joanne wanted to scream with frustration. Here he was, asking her fifty questions when she had hens to save. And if Barry arrived when her hair was still up in curlers, she’d look such a fright he might run for the hills. "She wrote down the phone number here somewhere…"

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