Sempre by J M Darhower

Author:J M Darhower [Darhower, J M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, General
ISBN: 9781456527730
Google: jNeDtgAACAAJ
Amazon: 1456527738
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-01-29T06:00:00+00:00

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Carmine was pacing the foyer yet again, dressed in a black suit and nervously twirling a red rose in his hand. Ever since he’d told Dia about his plans, she’d been calling it Operation Cinderella, although he thought it was more like Operation Please-Don’t-Fuck-This-One-Up. The closest he got to being Prince Charming was being a Principe della Mafia, but there was nothing romantic about that.

His mind was running through all the potential catastrophes, already preparing for the worst. He was going to say something wrong and offend her. She’d be disappointed or else overwhelmed by it all. The picnic would be a disaster because of food poisoning or invading ants. If none of that happened, it was going to storm even though the weatherman said it would be a clear night.

Earthquake. Tornado. Tsunami. Monsoon. Hurricane. Fire. Flood. Hail. Blizzard. He didn’t even know if half of them were possible, but he was imagining them all coming at once.

There was too much that could go wrong, and as he paced the floor, every scenario bombarded him. This was supposed to be perfect, but something was off. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but it didn’t feel right. It was like having a puzzle and none of it fitting, because there was a missing piece.

Eventually he heard the clunky hunk of junk Dia called a car pull up outside. His heart pounded hard. It was only Haven, he reminded himself. It was the girl who, somehow, saw him at his worst and still managed to love him.

The door opened, and Haven stepped in. The moment his eyes fell upon her, all of the panic melted away. Because at that moment, he knew exactly what had been missing.

Her.

She was that missing piece to his puzzle. Now that she was there, it all fit seamlessly. He didn’t worry about tornados or earthquakes or fires, wasn’t freaking out over pesky little ants. None of that mattered as long as she was there.

She fidgeted, wearing a white dress. A tiny bit of makeup shined on her face, her wavy hair tamed and pulled back.

“Buon San Valentino,” he said, holding out the flower. “Happy Valentine’s Day, hummingbird.”

“Thank you,” she said, taking the flower from him.

He leaned in, pressing his mouth softly to hers. Her lips were coated in gloss. He ran his tongue along them, tasting the sugary strawberry flavor. “So sweet,” he said, pulling away. “You know that shit’s gonna be gone before we even get anywhere, right?”

She pulled a tube of pink tinted gloss from her pocket. “I know. That’s why Dia gave me the whole thing.”

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