The Juggling Act: A Romantic Comedy (Rom-Com on the Edge Book 3) by Carol Maloney Scott

Author:Carol Maloney Scott [Maloney Scott, Carol]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Published: 2015-11-21T05:00:00+00:00

Justin

The sunset was beautiful and romantic, and I am very grateful that we were not alone. Claire was quiet for the rest of our time on the boat, letting the men talk around her, asking her how she was feeling periodically.

The water did wonders for her. Not only did she overcome her fear of being in the deep water, she did master a bit of swimming technique. And she was able to eat the fruit, cheese and crackers with no problem. She did wisely stay away from the wine, and even though the guys argued that she would be fine, I know Claire and wine.

We took some pictures of the sunset, and Claire relented and allowed me to take a few of her. Jack took one of both of us, but I made sure I wasn’t sitting too close to her, in case the photo surfaces somewhere and people get the wrong idea.

We thanked the crew and I paid my tab, giving them a generous tip, and Claire and I were off into the night. It gets chilly this time of year after the sun goes down, but it’s still early so we decide to walk back to the inn and enjoy the night air.

“That was fun. Thanks, Justin.” She bites her lip and stops on the sidewalk. “Did you pay for that? It must have been very pricey, and I know Pam isn’t going to let you expense something like that.”

“Yeah, I did. But it’s okay. I did it for myself, too.” I begin walking again and encourage her to do so as well by placing my hands softly on her back. Her eyes get big and I say, “Claire, I earn a good salary, I live in an apartment and I have no one to take care of but me. I can afford a few luxuries now and then.”

“Okay. Well, thanks.”

We laugh about how I gave them a big tip since they had to deal with her unfortunate incident. Then Claire makes a face and says “Let’s not talk about that anymore. I’m still so embarrassed.”

On the way back to the inn, I have to fight the overwhelming urge to hold her hand. I try to sneak glances at her wedding rings to remind myself that she is off limits. I know I feel way more comfortable than I should because we are alone here in this artificial bubble. This trip isn’t real life.

We chat about our plans tomorrow, and it sounds like she has a full day planned at the conference. It’s probably good that there’s no time for us to do something together. And maybe she’d like to go shopping or just sit by the pool after work anyway. Working mothers never have any alone time, and I need to start distancing myself from her a bit. In a couple of days we will be back home, and she’ll be with her family, and I’ll be back to my role as the cute, funny, single guy at work.

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