Her Second Chance Dream Groom by Clair Emma St

Author:Clair, Emma St. [Clair, Emma St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07XTSYVF4
Goodreads: 53153099
Publisher: ArchStone Ink
Published: 2019-09-11T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

EIGHT

From the time Sy asked her on a date until the moment she finished getting ready, Amy couldn’t steady her heart. She was so excited that she felt out of breath and had to sit down on the bed for a moment to compose herself. Dressed in fitted jeans, boots, and a pretty sapphire-colored sweater, she wished Sy had told her what they were doing. Hopefully this outfit would work for whatever he had planned.

She still had trouble believing that she was about to go on a date with Sy LaMarque. His poster was on the wall in her walk-in-closet, for crying out loud. And before he’d been a national heartthrob, he had been her first crush. Right now, she feared the very literal meaning of that word. It hurt to let herself think about him like this, to let her mind roam free with the possibility that something real could exist between them.

But could it? Did it? Is that really what he meant when he asked her on this date?

Amy pressed a hand to her chest. She shouldn’t get too excited. Back when she was a kid, Sy paid attention to her only because of Delia. Maybe also because of her sickness. Delia had flat-out told Amy that one day after Sy had left their house. “He’s only nice because he feels sorry for you,” Delia had sneered.

She didn’t do it often, but Delia could be really cutting with her words. One of her boyfriends had broken up with her or something and she took it out on Amy. That’s what she said when she apologized the next day, but the damage had been done.

For almost a month, Amy had been too embarrassed to come out of her room when Sy came over. The echo of that feeling made her breath falter. Was that all this was? He wanted to take her out because he felt sorry for her?

Sy didn’t get his Perpetual Bachelor nickname for no reason. He didn’t date. So, of course this wasn’t something real.

Not to him, anyway.

But even with the knowledge that this was most likely a pity-date, Amy couldn’t quell the excitement that coursed through her, or the stupid sense of hope that bloomed in her chest. She wanted it to be real. She wanted Sy. Maybe for this one date, she could just pretend. Really, she was living on borrowed time anyway. Cancer should have killed her as a teenager. Now she might have it again. Why couldn’t she pretend to have what she always wanted, even if she had to wake up tomorrow knowing it wasn’t real?

Closing her eyes, Amy whispered a quiet prayer. “Lord, I know I don’t do this enough anymore. And I shouldn’t pray just when I need something, but here I am. Please don’t let Sy break my heart.”

She blew out a long breath, thinking about her doctor’s phone calls. “Please, don’t let it be back. Please.”

Amy smoothed down her sweater as she stood. Just before she opened the door to her room, she added a last bit.

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