My Valdez Valentine (An Odds-Are-Good Standalone Romance Book 4) by Katy Regnery

Author:Katy Regnery [Regnery, Katy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Katharine Gilliam Regnery
Published: 2020-03-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Gideon

“…and of course you’ll recall the tragic incident in Thompson Pass this past January when five men lost their lives in a snowcat accident.”

“Yes, Joan, that’s right. Historically, thrill seekers have always flocked to Alaska.”

“That’s true, Phil. Thankfully, this group lucked out. I’m glad they were found in time.”

“Kudos to the brave search and rescue teams who made it happen.”

“Indeed. Well, that’ll wrap up our coverage for this evening. For Phil McManus and myself, Joan Halpert, this is 93.3 FM, KVAK, Valdez.”

As the news theme plays to signal the end of the show, I switch off the radio, feeling glum. It’s not that I need a reminder of her brother’s accident to remember Addison. Not a day has gone by that I haven’t thought about her.

Not a single day.

I couldn’t have predicted the lasting effect she’d have on my life, on my heart, but I’m living proof that you can fall hard for someone after a brief acquaintance, after only a handful of days together.

Last I saw her was in the parking lot of the hotel when she icily promised to pay me but otherwise wouldn’t look at me. I respected her need for privacy in the days that followed, but I stayed in touch with Tom, who gave me updates about how she was doing. She showed up at the morgue on Saturday morning and sat there in the hallway until her brother’s body arrived. She wept when she identified him, pressing her lips to his frozen, frostbitten face, then quickly made plans for him to be transported back to Los Angeles by private plane on Monday morning. As far as I know, she hasn’t been north since.

I certainly haven’t heard a word from her, though I couldn’t keep myself from looking her up on the Internet.

Ignoring the fact that I felt like a first-class stalker, I checked out her law firm bio, staring at her photograph for creepy amounts of time until I essentially had it memorized. In it, she wears a simple black dress with her arms crossed over her chest and her auburn hair up in a bun. She looks badass, smart as hell, and incredibly sexy.

I also memorized the key points of her bio: where she worked before joining Gregory Fillow and Robert Tanner’s family law firm as a partner three years ago, the awards she’s won during her career, and to which legal organizations she claims membership.

I checked out her Facebook and Instagram pages, which were both private, and although I considered “friending” her, I decided not to. She made her feelings for me clear, and that is to say, she didn’t have any, whereas my pathetic and quasi-tragic reality was that I had already developed feelings for her. They’ve proven incredibly tenacious since her departure, holding on when I wish I could shake them. I know I only knew her for a week, but she’s the closest thing I’ve ever found to what I want. And it sucks that we can’t be together, that we’ll probably never see each other again.

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