Saving Grace by Christine Zolendz

Author:Christine Zolendz [Zolendz, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: DarkRoadDesigns
Published: 2012-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Lea and I woke up to someone in the house blasting Beethoven's Symphony No. 5, and I mean blasting it. The walls shook and vibrated along to the music.

I was way beyond exhausted. Sleep had eluded me the entire night. Every time I laid my head against the pillow and closed my eyes, I could feel Shane's lips on me. The Dante quote echoed in my mind looping over and over, mixed with what Lea said about Gabriel being the devil himself. My knees tingled as I dressed and the grin on my face, whenever I remembered Shane's hands on me, was starting to hurt my cheeks.

Lea and I were afraid to walk down the stairs to see what her parents had in store, but the smell of coffee and French toast persuaded us to go.

When I stepped off the last stair, my eyes immediately went to the couch. The butterflies in my belly roared to life and flipped cartwheels. That right there was a sacred couch and it should be dipped in platinum and studded with diamonds. I wondered if they'd let me take it home.

Lea vaulted down the stairs behind me, ran over to the home audio system and slapped it off. Around the dining room table sat Anthony with his head hidden behind The Wall Street Journal, and Conner and Shane wide eyed, eating from plates piled with French toast, and all sorts of artery clogging yummy breakfast goodness.

Shane's eyes flashed on me as soon as I stepped through the door and he held my gaze as I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down across from him. A dangerous smiled played on his lips.

I started to fidget with my coffee cup, when Caroline came in and gave me a harsh glare. "You're not eating breakfast, Gracie? Oh, dear. Really, sweetheart, I've seen more meat on a chicken than you." Then she slammed down a plate with six pieces of French toast slathered in butter and syrup, five links of turkey sausage and a freaking cheesy looking omelet right in front of me.

Shane laughed and I narrowed my eyes at him.

Caroline sat next to me and gave me THE LOOK, the one she used to give me as a teenager and thought I was doing something wrong, which was, at least five times a day. "Start eating, dear."

Gah! It's a good thing I love this woman. I ate as much as I possibly could. And, I had a big stupid smile on my face as I did it, because I was planning on having an entire night with Shane to work it off.

After breakfast, Caroline and Anthony forced us all to try their new hot tub with them and their eighty-year-old neighbors. This is not something that I am going to discuss though, because it was honestly wrong and awkward on so many levels that I practically closed my eyes through the entire incident. Let's just say it got worse when other couples were invited and some of them started to become.

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