More than a Fling: A Romance Collection by Quinn Jillian

Author:Quinn, Jillian
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penn Publishing
Published: 2019-04-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ethan: One Year Later

On our relaxing Sunday drive to the suburbs of Philadelphia, I roll down the convertible top, and Mia throws her hands up in the air. She glances over at me, flashing a smile at me that lights up her entire face. I pulled the old Mustang out of storage for the occasion since it only seemed fitting to recreate every memory of our past.

Mia lowers her arms, drops her hand to my knee, and squeezes. “Where are we going?”

The wind blows her hair in front of her beautiful face, billowing around her head. I tuck some of it behind her ear so I can get a better look at her. “Patience, little lamb. It’s a surprise.”

She crosses her arms over her chest, pushing up her perky tits, and pretends to sulk. “Stupid wolf,” she mumbles under her breath, even though I can hear her.

I laugh. “Would you let me plan something without nagging me to death about every detail?”

“I’m an investigative journalist. It is my job to ask questions.”

I nod in agreement, a smile tugging at my mouth.

After giving up the Old City Records case, Mia found her big break. She followed a tip from one of her sources and landed a front page spread with her story on a local politician’s campaign tampering. I couldn’t even contain my joy over seeing Mia’s picture accompanied by her article on the front page of the Philadelphia Inquirer.

“Wait…Are you taking me to my parent’s old house?” She turns her head from side to side, her mouth opening wide in shock. “Why are we here?”

My mother moved back to Boston after my father’s death. She said Philly never felt like home, and she missed being able to visit my brother’s grave.

“I want to do something,” I tell her. “For old times sake.”

She smiles when I pull into her parent’s old driveway and turn off the engine, but it fades. “We’re not breaking into the house.” The seriousness of her tone causes me to laugh. “I will do just about anything for you, but I’m not getting busted for breaking and entering.”

“Don’t be silly. I asked for permission.” I open my car door, and Mia follows suit.

She comes around to my side of the car, meeting me in front of the two-car garage. “I don’t get it.”

I hold up my finger to her mouth. “Shh…Let me do what I came here to do. Okay?”

She nods, and I pull my finger away from her lips. Slipping my fingers between hers, I grip her hand tight and lead her into the backyard. I stop in front of the swing set that is showing it’s age. The metal bars are rusty and the seats are worn, but this is still the same place where I fell in love with the girl next door.

She smiles up at me as if she knows what this means. At least I got her here without ruining the surprise. The Tiffany’s ring has been burning a hole in my pocket for months now.

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