Snow Days_Love in Far Places by Monica Macey

Author:Monica Macey [Macey, Monica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-19T04:00:00+00:00

She looked up at him. "'Jump back in'. What's that about?"

Jesse swallowed the itch to snatch back the book. What was he thinking, pointing out the autograph? He kept his hands in his pockets and said, "It means nothing. I met Gayle Martinez years back at a Denver business event. We were talking and I mentioned I might not go ahead with my auto electrician service." He pointed outside. "You know, the van?"

Nice lie, bud.

Rose seemed to buy it though. "And she talked you into going ahead with it?"

"Yup. She did. The book helped too."

Liar, he scolded himself again. The conversation had been vastly different to what he'd told Rose. So what? She doesn't need to know my life. She's nobody to me.

If she was nobody, how come his heart beat so fast every time she came into a room? How come that brief glimpse of her character—her true character—had suddenly made her fascinating way beyond any physical attraction?

"And how long did this conversation go on for?" she asked. "A couple of minutes? A couple of hours? A couple of nights?"

She was teasing him, he could see, so he smiled back, playing along.

"Couple of weeks, babe."

"Oh. Really?" Those wide eyes stared up at him again, challenging, teasing.

"Oh, yeah. Could not get enough of me."

"Hmm."

As suddenly as he'd leapt into this game, he was over it, losing interest. He'd barely slept last night, he was worried about the fuel for the generator—and thinking about "business" was starting to undermine the defenses he'd built around himself these past five years. The conversation with Gayle Martinez had come very close on the heels of the Bad Time, and although he'd taken her advice to enter into a new trade—albeit a pretty tame one in auto care—Gayle's raw honesty had made it hard to ignore the grief he'd felt at the time, the grief so tightly entangled with the business values she espoused. The ones he shared. He'd never read her book—in case it brought back other memories he preferred buried.

Seriously, he said to Rose, "Gayle Martinez was well into her fifties and a grandmother."

"Like 'em older huh?"

Nope, I like 'em my age, with pretty eyes, a nice butt and with the drive to help good people. The thought turned sad as his own mind added, And that's my problem.

"Rose, the author was a nice lady who gave me some good advice. Can we leave it at that?" He started toward the kitchen, ignoring the surprise on Rose's face. "I'll see if there's something better than baloney for our sandwiches for later, then check the generator again."

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