Little Miss Straight Lace by Maria Romana

Author:Maria Romana
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Research Triangle Publications
Published: 2015-02-24T07:35:06+00:00

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Shawn’s face was drained of color, and beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he descended in the glass elevator. Josie shook her head, grinning, and waved to him. Poor guy. She supposed everybody had their demons.

But Shawn’s “little chat” with Nic—how funny was that? And how incredibly sweet. Where the hell was Shawn when she was fifteen? Or sixteen or seventeen, for that matter? She would have killed for a big brother back then. Glad she had him now, though. And maybe it wasn’t so awful that he knew she wasn’t so tough.

She returned to the penthouse door and studied it for a moment. Since the door had no formal stopper like hers, she had wedged the doormat under the threshold to hold it open while she walked Shawn to the elevator, and she was leaving it that way. Okay, she would feel really stupid if Nic saw it, but stupid was better than scared. She just hoped he wouldn’t feel insulted.

Nic was still on the phone when Josie walked back into the sitting area, so she started wandering around, aimlessly fingering objects, trying to resist “snooping through Nic’s stuff”, as she waited for him to finish. She watched him through the French doors, nodding and gesturing, as though Mamá could see his body language on the other end of the line. When he looked at Josie, she grinned, showing sympathy for his plight. He pointed toward his kitchen, made a drinking motion, then pointed at her. She nodded, and walked that way. She opened his refrigerator and was surprised to find it well stocked: meat, eggs, cheese, fresh fruit and vegetables. Hmm, so Nicky could cook. Cool. She spotted an open bottle of Chardonnay and pulled it out. Without too much effort, she discovered clean wine glasses, as well. She poured two and replaced the bottle.

She carried the glasses out and set one on the coffee table. The other she raised in a brief toast, looking at Nic through the doors. He responded by holding up two pleading fingers. She tossed back a dubious look. She spotted a couple of photo albums, sitting on top of a box marked “Den: Remedian family photos”. She tapped on them and looked to him for permission. He waved his assent. She carried them over to the coffee table and began to thumb through. Every page showed pictures crammed full of people. There were no shots of just one or two people; it was always four or six or ten or a stadium-full. People of all ages, from babies to great-grandparents. Lots of tall, beautiful people, some with blonde hair and blue eyes. Were all these people really his family, or did it include some from that ex-wife she had heard about?

She heard the French doors open and looked up. “¡Ay, Josephina!” Nic dropped to his knees beside the coffee table. “I am begging your forgiveness. That was incredibly rude of me.”

“No problem. It was Mamá—I get it. Those things are important.

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