Christmas in July by Debbie Mason

Author:Debbie Mason
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction / Romance / Contemporary, Fiction / Contemporary Women, Fiction / Romance / Erotica
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2014-06-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Are you sure you don’t mind?” Grace asked Skye as they loaded up the afternoon’s deliveries in the van. Stu had stormed from the bakery after the press conference, accusing Grace of being just like his wife. He didn’t give her a chance to explain. Instead, he roughly shoved the van’s keys at her and quit.

Grace was grateful that Skye had stuck around when Madison left to drop off little Jack at the sitter on her way to a meeting at the town hall.

“For the last time, no, I don’t mind,” Skye said as she got in the white van. “Now go talk to your husband.”

“Thanks, Skye. I will.” Hopefully he was in the mood to listen.

She hadn’t heard from him since she’d lost it in the bakery, and he hadn’t responded to her phone calls and texts. Her cheeks heated at the memory of how she’d acted. Yes, her rat fink sister-in-law and Maria had pushed her beyond her limits, but Grace should’ve known better and kept her temper in check. She couldn’t lose Jack, not over a misunderstanding. And that’s why, after her last attempt to reach him, she decided to head to the house on Sugar Plum Lane and explain to him face-to-face.

It would’ve been hard enough for him to hear that she’d said good-bye to him that night, but to hear it in the way that he had, in the middle of a press conference with everyone looking on, must’ve been unbearable. There was nothing he valued more than honesty—honesty and trust. A small part of her rebelled at the thought he expected her to trust there was no longer anything between him and Maria. A woman who with every look, with every action, said she wanted Jack and she intended to have him.

Grace’s pulse kicked up at the thought, and she opened the door to the bakery, calling out to the pretty brunette with the purple streaks in her hair. “Desiree, if you’re okay, I’ll leave now. I should be back in about an hour.”

The twenty-four-year-old looked up from spraying the display case with glass cleaner and took in the two teenage girls sitting at the table by the window. “Shouldn’t be a problem.”

But it was. And five minutes after searching the apartment from top to bottom, Grace returned to the bakery.

Desiree lifted a pierced brow. “How come you’re back so soon?”

“I couldn’t find Jack’s keys to the truck.” She tried not to think of him tearing up the mountain roads on his bike. She’d been worried ever since she’d seen him take off on his Harley, looking big, bad, and very mad.

“You can borrow my bike if you want,” Desiree offered.

“That’s a great idea. Thanks.”

* * *

Fifteen minutes later, Grace realized accepting Desiree’s offer had been a bad idea. Her breath sawed painfully in and out as she pedaled up the hill, sweat dripping into her eyes. She swiped a hand across her brow, then pulled her pink ruffled, sleeveless blouse from where it stuck to her chest.

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