Love in Bloom by Beth Gildersleeve

Author:Beth Gildersleeve [Beth Gildersleeve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beth Gildersleeve
Published: 2022-09-24T00:00:00+00:00

Wren reached down to pull up the blanket. Her hand came up empty. She always had an extra blanket at the foot of the bed. Where was it? She opened her eyes and squinted at the sunlight sneaking in under the blinds. Odd, she didn’t get morning sun. As she came awake, it all came back to her. She wasn’t in her bed. She was in Miller’s. Alone.

She should feel panicked, but she wasn’t. She should be embarrassed, but she wasn’t. Shame? Regret? No, neither of those. Wren sat up and hugged her knees to her chest. A slow smile spread across her face. She’d like to credit it to all the sex, but she owed it to the man. As irritating as he was, Miller made her happy.

Now, she just needed to figure out how to gracefully exit the house. She’d never done this before and didn’t know the proper etiquette. How did one handle morning-afters when one wasn’t in a relationship? And they weren’t starting a relationship because involvement with Miller wasn’t an option. As much as Wren wanted him, and it scared her how much she did, he wanted something she wanted no part of. Partnership with AAS. If she could remember his goal, it would keep her from doing something stupid. Because if she followed her heart and not her head, it would end in heartbreak for her.

Wren contemplated Googling “morning-after etiquette” as she dressed, but that seemed silly. Calling a friend wasn’t an option either. They had too many friends in common, and it felt disloyal to share their intimate details. It wasn’t anyone else’s business but theirs. They were both consenting, responsible, reasonable adults. She needed to act normal. She finger-combed her hair and swished some of his mouthwash around in her mouth. Not the best look, she noted as she looked in the mirror, but it would have to do.

She headed down the stairs and peeked out the window. Everything was sparkling white. Haven looked lovely after a snowfall. Wren stood there and contemplated the difficulty in painting so many colors of white and the added challenge of capturing the glistening crystals. Her nose pressed against the window as her breath fogged up the glass. The street had been plowed, and her car was a spot of color in all the white. Miller shoveled me out, again. She’d never asked him, but she was certain he’d been the one to surprise her with a shoveled sidewalk the morning after her divorce celebration. She wandered into the kitchen and found a note propped against the coffee maker.

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