Talk to Me (A Love Story in Any Language) by Pat Simmons

Author:Pat Simmons
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: comedy, ministry gift, africanamerican christian fiction, deafhearing romance, deaf hero, deaf character, christian adult romance, romance and inspirational
Publisher: Pat Simmons

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“Ready to begin a new year?” I asked Mackenzie as we shared a light lunch after leaving the airport.

“Absolutely.”

Although I preferred to sign in a restaurant because I couldn’t control my volume, I had to speak. I needed my hand as a point of contact with Mackenzie, so we played with each other’s fingers. “I’m looking forward to it with you, baby.”

Mackenzie didn’t speak or sign, but the reflection in her eyes told me everything I needed to know—that she was deeply in love with me. Good, I smirked, because Mackenzie had taken her last trip to Chicago without me. Reluctantly, I dropped her off at her home to rest before the church’s annual Watch meeting. It took me two trips to bring in all her luggage.

Hours later at home, I jumped into the shower. My life up until tonight flashed through my mind. I couldn’t help but smile. “I told her I loved her. She agreed to explore my world. My family knows I’m crazy about her…” I frowned. I had yet to meet the elusive Mr. Norton. Before the stroke of midnight, I would.

After dressing, I was a man on a mission as I headed out the door. Twenty minutes later, I parked in front of Mackenzie’s house and eased from under the wheel of my car. Colorful Christmas lights twinkled against a clear night sky, lighting the street for a last go-round before they were packed away until the next year.

I pushed the doorbell and counted to ten. I was about to push it again and then count to twenty, but Mackenzie opened the door.

Greeting me, she hugged me as if we hadn't been together in years instead of hours. Once wasn’t enough so I squeezed her a second time as she struggled to separate as she invited me in. Closing the door, I shook off my coat. When she reached for it, she gave my attire an appreciative nod. “Nice.”

“Nicer.” We both wore dark gray turtlenecks. She matched my gray slacks with a darker gray skirt and boots.

Reaching for and grasping my hand, she tugged me to a small kitchen that would have disappointed a treasure hunter. Where the room lacked in size, it compensated in bright colors, the curtains, place mats, stool cushions, and other accessories. For Mackenzie and her dad, it was accommodating.

Two glasses waited for our attention. A punch bowl and a platter of stacked tiny sandwiches were nearby. “Hmm, so we’re having our own private party before service tonight, huh?”

“Yes.” Mackenzie picked up a glass and handed it to me before taking the other. We exchanged smiles as if we were the lucky bride and groom about to drink from each other’s cup.

Maybe, it seemed we were heading down that road. Pinching a triangle-shaped sandwich, she coaxed me to open my mouth. She shoved it in and stole a quick kiss. I nibbled, enjoying I dare say, the seduction of a woman who I loved.

“I did miss you, Noel,” she confessed while I chewed.

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