Harlequin Desire November 2017--Box Set 1 of 2 by Charlene Sands

Author:Charlene Sands
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488015939
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

In the soft light of morning, Charlotte’s eyes popped open, and she lay frozen in Michael’s bed. What did I do? The question to herself was quickly answered by a lightning-fast barrage of images from last night—their exodus from the wedding, the kiss in the elevator, the invitation to his apartment, the moment when clothes came off and, of course, the wall.

She clutched the sheets to her chest, careful not to move or breathe too loud while she tried to sort through this in her brain. What did this mean? Did Michael want her back? She’d been very clear on their walk that there could be nothing physical between them when they were on such different pages. Had he changed his mind? Had a few minutes of Gabe Underwood–induced jealousy been enough?

If Michael did want more, it could be the answer to everything she’d spent months worrying about. Single parenthood would no longer have to be the biggest challenge to come. She could switch to regular parenthood, which would be its own feat, but at least she’d have someone to hand off the baby to in the middle of the night if things got particularly hairy. It could be amazing if Michael wanted to pick things up again, but there was only one problem. Charlotte’s life did not magically work out that way.

Then there was the not-small matter of what she wanted, a priority she was still learning to put first. Did she even want to get back together with Michael? Would things be any better the second time around? Would he appreciate her? Would he ever love her? There were no guarantees. Her old inclination was to search for meaning in his words, like a woman reading tea leaves. She was such a sucker for a well-delivered line, especially when it came from a mouth as gorgeous as Michael’s. Last night’s, out on the dance floor, had been a doozy. I made a mistake when I let you go. But no. She needed to stop judging a man first by his words and second by his actions. Fran had spent a good chunk of time drilling this into her head: It’s actions first, words second, Charlotte. Not the other way around.

Judging Michael by his actions was Job One this morning. Would he offer to bring her coffee? That would be a point in her mental “yay” column. Be sweet? Want to make love again? Yay and yay. As exciting as the prospect was of things finally moving in the right direction, she needed to temper her expectations. And get on with it already. She needed to wake him up.

Prepared to press a gentle morning kiss to Michael’s cheek, she carefully and quietly rolled over.

To an empty bed.

She tore back the covers as if all six feet and many more inches of him could possibly be hiding under there somewhere. “Michael?” she called, sitting up in bed. No answer. She patted down the mattress for a hint of residual body heat, but the sheets were as cold as if no one had slept there at all.

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