Consent by Sahara Kelly

Consent by Sahara Kelly

Author:Sahara Kelly [Kelly, Sahara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SK Private Label Publications
Published: 2018-02-07T16:00:00+00:00


Apartment 7A

Chapter 1

Adele Martin opened the large white envelope carefully, knowing what she’d find inside. An invitation to Eve and Simon’s wedding.

She sighed and slipped the elegant card free of its covering.

In spite of the fact it was a small affair, Eve had done the thing right, and managed to send out the requisite tasteful assortment of tissue, small notes, envelopes and other paraphernalia that denoted her forthcoming marriage to the truly delicious Simon Austen.

Adele had promised to shoot the entire thing, mostly because she loved Eve like a sister, but also because having a camera in her hand and a purpose to her afternoon alleviated the knowledge that she was dateless, divorced, and over forty. She avoided sitting at the “odd” tables at affairs like these, by waving her camera around and busily mingling with the guests.

Everybody loved to have their photos taken by Adele.

Adele herself was beginning to hate it.

Eve had teased her about a date, and had made sure that Adele’s invitation read “...and guest”. She’d even added a personalized postscript. “Remember, you said you’d bring Brian...”

Well, she hadn’t said she’d bring Brian. Eve had said she should bring Brian.

And the thought was quite impossible.

Entertaining, but impossible.

Adele relaxed into her favorite chair, a large papasan bamboo job with a soft and fluffy zebra-striped cushion swamping it. It was a great prop, and also very comfortable. It was where Adele did some of her best mental photography and also where she sat and allowed herself the occasional fantasy.

About Brian.

And how he would eagerly accept her invitation to accompany her to the wedding. And how he’d tenderly stay with her, letting everyone know she was his date. And how afterwards he’d bring her home, come inside, slam the door behind him and take her up against...

Whoa. Enough of that.

Brian McMillan might be the best looking creature to walk the face of the earth, but he was off limits. He was a youngster.

He was...Adele’s brow wrinkled as she tried to do the math...he was eight years younger than she was. That would make him a mere child at thirty-three. She being the very ancient forty-one that she’d become two months ago. And not very happily, either.

Turning forty had been sort of fun, a milestone, a great party, a statement that she “was woman”, and could roar with the best of them.

Turning forty-one just sucked.

She sighed, idly looking over Eve’s wedding invitation as she tucked her long legs underneath her.

Brian was a doll, though. She wondered if he remembered their first meeting, the night he graduated from college.

She’d been out with friends, and sort of celebrating the ink just drying on her divorce papers. Someone had said let’s drop by this party for this guy we know, and the next thing she knew she was knee-deep in beer cans, laughter and a pair of sky blue eyes.

Brian had taken one look at her and made a beeline for her and they’d shared the fun and the booze and the jokes until some ungodly hour in the morning.



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