Marrying My Childhood Sweetheart: A BWWM Christian Romance by Shannon Gardener & BWWM Club

Author:Shannon Gardener & BWWM Club [Gardener, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Saucy Romance Books
Published: 2015-08-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

He took her out to dinner. The restaurant was new and fancy and it had opened after she had left. She had dressed in an outfit courtesy of her modeling days; a rose colored satin dress flared at the waist and did not reach her knees. The shoulders were bare and made her slim neck appeared even longer. Her face was made up to perfection and looked flawless; she had on rose lip gloss. Gold earrings dangled at her lobes and she had on matching bangles.

“It always amazes me to see how beautiful you are,” her father said with a shake of his head. It was Saturday night and he had come home and eaten and went straight to his comfortable chair in front of the television. He had noticed the changes she had made in the house and had nodded his head in approval.

“Thanks Dad,” Sara gave him an air brush kiss.

“So I suppose I should not expect you home tonight?” he asked her gruffly, patting her bare arm.

“I don’t think so,” Sara said with a small uncomfortable smile.

“My dear, you have nothing to be embarrassed about; you’re a grown woman and that man has been in love with you all his life,” his eyes were twinkling.

“Thanks Dad, you’re the best.” She told him softly. She just knew he was going to fall asleep right in front of the television; like he always did.

Just then there was a knock on the door and for a minute she felt nervous; like a teenager out on her first date.

“Have a good time,” Deacon Williams waved her away.

“Goodnight Dad, don’t fall asleep in front of the T.V.” she warned him.

He smiled at her and she went to open the door to admit David. He looked stunningly handsome in a dark blue jacket suit and light blue shirt with a red and blue striped tie. He stood there staring at her, his breath caught in his throat. “You take my breath away,” he murmured throatily.

“Take care of my daughter David,” her father called out from the hall.

“Always sir,” he called back with a grin. Taking her arm he led her outside. A shiny black BMW was parked outside and Sara turned to look at him. “You have a car.”

“I have a car,” he told her teasingly, opening the passenger side for her to get in.

“With bucket seats as well,” she murmured, running her hand over the seat.

“Mom shamed me into buying it,” he admitted wryly, starting the car, the engine purring.”She said one day I will be going on dates and no woman in their right mind will want to go out in the truck I use to transport fruits and vegetables in.”

Sara laughed; leaning back against the headrest. “She was right.”

“How are you?” he asked her softly, sending a quick glance her way.

“I am well on the way to recovery,” she told him.

“I am glad,” he told her; turning his concentration back on the road.

The restaurant had just a few people already seated and dining and they were shown to a corner booth and given menu cards.

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