Just Married...Again by Charlotte Hughes

Author:Charlotte Hughes [Hughes, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 1997-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Michael’s mood was no better when he stepped inside the cabin several hours later. He found it dark and cold, the fire having burned out, leaving a few red embers behind that barely gave off enough light for him to see. Heaving a weary sigh, he kicked off his shoes at the door and turned for the living room. He heard a low growl and braced himself as something darted from the shadows and flung itself at his foot, like a creature out of a Stephen King novel. It sank its fangs into the hem of his jeans.

“Hello, Rambo,” he said. “Thanks for waiting up.” Michael started for the fireplace, then cursed under his breath when the animal refused to let go. “Okay, pal,” he mumbled, unfastening the metal button at his waist. “I don’t feel like dragging a twenty-pound sausage around, so you can have the damn jeans if it’ll make you happy.” He shoved down the zipper and pulled them off. “Here, go for it,” he said, tossing the pants aside. The dog pounced on them as if he’d just been handed a thick porterhouse steak.

Michael crossed the room in his Calvin Klein boxers and went about building a new fire, trying not to step on Danny, who was tucked inside a sleeping bag on the floor. He spied a black nose peeping out of the opening and realized Muffin was in the bag, as well. Maddy had placed a couple of blankets on the sofa, but there was no way to open it into a bed with Danny camped out in front of it.

Once he had a fire going, Michael shrugged out of his coat and hung it near the door. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a diet drink from the refrigerator. He paused when he spied the bottle of white wine on the top shelf. He pulled it out and noticed about half of it was gone. Maddy must’ve had a couple of glasses after he’d left. She seldom drank anything other than juice or water. He was no sleuth, but he figured the missing wine accounted for the fact that the fire had been allowed to burn down so low it had nearly gone out.

He set the bottle back in the refrigerator and closed the door. He’d only taken two sips of his soft drink when he realized he was shivering. The kitchen was freezing; he suspected the bedroom would be much worse. He felt bad now for sitting in his car so long, but how was he to know Maddy would end up conking out without checking the fire? Besides, he’d had a lot of thinking to do, and he’d needed to be alone to do it.

Michael had come to terms with the fact that he was wasting his time where his wife was concerned, and the sooner he got them out of there the better. He would send off flares tomorrow and hope somebody saw them. It was only fair to Maddy that he get out of her life once and for all.

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