Fire and Glass by Linda Seed

Author:Linda Seed
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, beach, romantic comedy, womens fiction, glassblowing, central coast
Publisher: Linda Seed

Lacy still couldn’t seem to find the damned earrings.

It wouldn’t have mattered if they’d been just any earrings, but they were her grandmother’s. She ransacked the trailer looking for them, but they just weren’t there. She had to search the main house surreptitiously, because she didn’t want to admit to her mother that she couldn’t find them.

She’d last worn them to the engagement party. The blue topaz had matched the color of her dress. She hadn’t left them at the veterans’ hall, had she? No, because she hadn’t taken them off until late that night.

She was searching the meager spaces of her little trailer one more time when her cell phone buzzed with a text message.

Zzyzx misses you.

Daniel.

Suddenly, Lacy felt warm all over, and she was aware that she had a goofy smile on her face. She was silently berating herself for the warmth and the goofy smile—Get a grip on yourself, Lacy—when a second text came in.

I miss you, too.

Oh, God.

She didn’t know how to respond. Should she admit that she missed him? That she thought about him nearly every moment? That she kept replaying the kiss in her mind, over and over, mentally taking it much further, to its logical and decidedly NC-17 conclusion?

She couldn’t tell him any of that—not without losing whatever semblance of self-control she had—so instead, she typed:

How’s my sweatshirt?

It was neither sexy nor clever, true. But it was friendly and chatty, and it wasn’t likely to result in her being naked sooner than she was really prepared to be. The phone buzzed, and she read his response:

Warm, smashed flat, and covered in dog hair.

There was that goofy grin again. She couldn't seem to help it. Oh, she was in so much trouble.

She thought, calculated, and then composed her own text:

You said you’d buy me another one. Maybe you could just buy me dinner instead.

She looked at her screen, at what she’d written. If she pressed SEND, she’d be setting something in motion that she might not be able to control, sort of like Ebola or global warming. On the other hand, being out of control with Daniel would be so much more fun than either of those things.

Shit.

She erased the text and put down the phone. Then she paced the length of the trailer a few times, picked up her phone, and put it down again. Then she snatched up the phone, typed the text again exactly as it had been the first time, and pushed SEND before she could stop herself.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

She waited, pacing, the phone on her little dinette table. When it buzzed, she jumped slightly and lunged for the phone.

How about I buy you both? Are you free tonight?

Her heart was pounding. And how stupid was that? It was like she’d never been on a damned date before. In fact, she’d been on hundreds. Maybe thousands. And none of the invitations for those dates had made her feel like this—at least, not since Mark Brockton in the ninth grade. God, he’d been cute.

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