Starlight Hill: Complete collection 1-8 by Heatherly Bell

Author:Heatherly Bell [Bell, Heatherly]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Publisher: Heatherly Bell Books
Published: 2019-02-21T05:00:00+00:00

6

An hour later, Diana staggered in the front door and threw herself on the couch. Scott was a cruel, cruel man. He liked torturing people as much as he enjoyed rescuing them.

“Thank God you’re back in one piece,” Gran said. “I kept your dinner warm and I absolutely insist you eat something besides a tomato!”

“I’m starving,” Diana admitted.

She’d probably eat her weight in food if she could. At least Gran had prepared a pretty healthy meal of steak, boiled potatoes and steamed vegetables. Diana ate everything on her plate.

“I love to see a woman who can eat,” Gran said, and Diana reconsidered going back for seconds.

After dinner she showered and dug through her small but growing wardrobe. She now had seven pairs of Mom Jeans, which seemed like a good choice given she’d been trying to cover up as much as possible lately. No, they weren’t flattering (to anyone) and Mandy would kill her for being a blight on the planet but Diana slipped them on anyway.

Then she quickly stepped out of them.

She took the white halter top sundress off its hangar. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to wear it tonight. Simply to, if nothing else, feel like a woman again. Wanted. Desired. One look from Scott and she found that she’d willingly dive head first into uncomfortable but thrilling territory. Such as what his lips might feel like on hers. Whether his beautiful brown hair would feel soft or coarse running through her fingers.

God, she was such an idiot. She had no business thinking any of these thoughts. No business diving into anything with Scott. Not now. Maybe not ever. He might have changed in some ways, but she’d bet he was still every bit as unreliable when it came to matters of the heart. And her heart was not available. She held up the Mom jeans in her right hand, the dress in her left. Seemed like an angel sat on the Mom Jeans begging her to do the ‘smart, sensible thing’ while the devil sat on the dress urging her to ‘go get some before it’s too late.’

Anyway, this was an informal interview with a friend. Who cared what she wore? She slipped on the dress.

Diana wasn’t all that experienced with men or dating, having dated Bradley all through college and after. She didn’t know much about wild men like Scott except you couldn’t count on them. Men who loved an adrenaline rush. The thrill of the chase. She’d been inexplicably chased by more than one of them in high school, only to have them lose interest quickly once they’d ‘caught’ her. The challenge of catching the so-called brainy woman, proving even intelligent women had a weakness for hard bodied men. She preferred them with a brain and an ounce of compassion, but they’d actually never stuck around long enough for her to drop them.

She grabbed her Alphasmart, a pen and pad of paper, and left Gran sitting in front of one of those reality Housewives shows. “I’ll just be down the street.

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