Mercy's Fight by T.L. Gray

Author:T.L. Gray [Gray, T. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian Books & Bibles, Literature & Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Religion & Spirituality, Fiction, Religious & Inspirational Fiction, Christian Fiction
ISBN: 9781477825716
Amazon: B00K89FZMQ
Barnesnoble: B00K89FZMQ
Goodreads: 22341266
Publisher: Waterfall Press
Published: 2014-08-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

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GRACE

Glancing at my watch again, I tried not to look agitated. “You about ready?”

We were still seated in the restaurant at the Hotel Mayan, even though they’d shut down the kitchen thirty minutes ago. Sam looked up from his furious scribbling and smirked. “What’s the rush? You have a hot date tonight or something?”

His comment was meant to be a joke, but when I didn’t respond he scowled. “It’s awful late to be meeting up with someone, don’t you think?”

“Sam, I’m twenty-five years old. I think I’m well past the age when I need a curfew.”

“Does your dad know you’re seeing someone?” His voice was clipped, as if he was responsible for me in some way.

I was beginning to wonder if that wasn’t the case. If maybe this entire job thing had been my father’s way of keeping tabs on me after I told him I was moving out. I pushed the ugly thought aside. I knew better. My parents weren’t controlling or manipulative, but they were protective. At first I had no doubt that Sam’s visit was at their prompting, but now I wasn’t so sure. He’d been acting strange ever since that first day. Our normally playful banter felt strained and even uncomfortable at times.

“Sam, I’m ready to go home. It’s ten o’clock, and I’ve been in these shoes since six this morning.” I glanced around the sparse dining room, taking in the soft music coming from the hidden speakers.

I wanted to see Matt, and every minute that ticked by jeopardized his coming over. I had already sensed that something was off with him today. His texts were short, snappish even. The old Matt, the guarded one, was trying to resurface.

Sam sighed, realizing that I was done working for the evening. “Gracie, you don’t know anything about this guy. You’re vulnerable right now and you’re nursing a broken heart. I just don’t want you jumping into something you’re going to regret. I can understand your wanting to forget, but this isn’t the way.”

Sam’s blue eyes pleaded and I realized the entire day had been a lame attempt to keep me away from Matt. I wanted to be angry with him, but knew he was only trying to intervene because he cared. He didn’t know Matt the way I did. He didn’t know that I wasn’t using him to forget Stewart. I had healed before Matt ever entered the picture.

“Sam, I don’t love Stewart anymore. Sometimes I wonder if I ever did, or if he was just what I always thought my next step was. Did he hurt me? Yes, of course he did. But I’m not hurting right now. I’m happy.”

Sam’s brown hair fell over one eye when he leaned in and rested his hand on mine. “I’m glad you’re happy, Gracie. That’s what I wanted when I sent you out here. I never liked Stewart anyway. He’s pretentious.”

I laughed at the way he scrunched his nose. “And you’re not, Mister ‘I’ll buy an island just to get some peace and quiet’?”

“Hey, I told you that in confidence.

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