Kiss a Girl in the Rain by Nancy Warren

Author:Nancy Warren [Warren, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

It’s amazing how you can build a routine in only a couple of days, Evan mused, as he walked into the diner. He said “Hey,” to Lucille at the diner as he headed in with his paper for breakfast.

“How you doing today?” she asked as though he’d been coming in every day for years instead of twice. She grabbed him a menu and snagged the coffee pot on her way back to a booth.

She poured coffee and dropped a menu in front of him. This was his second breakfast here. Everyone told him it was the only place in town to get a decent breakfast so he went with it. However, if he was going to be eating here for the next few days he’d better cool it with the eggs and sausage.

When she came by for his order he said, “I’ll have oatmeal and the fresh fruit plate.” As he was closing the menu and pushing it over to her he had a vision of the dog waiting patiently outside for him. He strongly suspected the dog had also figured getting a morning sausage was now a routine. “Can I get a side of sausage with that, too?” She must be too used to the strange things people ate to so much as lift a brow. “Sure thing, hon.”

He was settling over his paper, barely noticing the hum of conversation and the rattle of china, when a deep, male voice said, “Good Morning.”

Evan glanced up to find Horace Freemason, the town’s only lawyer, greeting him. “Good morning sir.” Then, realizing the man was holding his own copy of the paper and didn’t seem to have a dining companion, he said, “Care to join me?”

“Don’t mind if I do.” He settled in, tipped cream into the coffee Lucille had just poured. “Thought I’d find you in here. I saw your dog outside.”

“It’s not my dog.” He sighed. “Doesn’t seem to be anybody else’s either. The only call I’ve had since I put up the poster is from a realtor who’d love to show me some properties if I’m thinking of relocating to this area.”

Okay, there was that one other time that he’d got a call thanks to the poster, but he wasn’t going to share that with Horace Freemason.

Just the thought of her voice on the phone had him reliving last night. This had been happening to him since the second he left her place. He’d walked past a store window selling home décor and a vision of her spread out beneath him on her big bed smacked him with lust. When he’d watched the dog sniff a big maple tree he’d pictured her up against that tree trunk, the way she’d kissed him up against the wall in her kitchen. It was crazy.

“I got an email from my daughter this morning. She’s going to try to get home for Christmas.”

“You have a daughter?”

“Sure do. She’s a lawyer like the old man. Works for the UN.”

His surprise must have shown in his face.

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