The Taming of the Bastard by Lindy Dale

Author:Lindy Dale
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: funny, contemprary romance, australia, la dale, humorous romance, rugby union, romance, chick lit
Publisher: Secret Creek Press
Published: 2016-07-16T03:17:26.255433+00:00

 17 

By Saturday evening I was so excited I could hardly contain myself when Sam arrived, pulling into the driveway in a flashy black car that guaranteed an audience up and down the street. The car, reserved yet sleek, was not his usual sporty boy-about-town vehicle and it crossed my mind that many new gadgets seemed to be appearing in Sam’s life. That tax return of his must have been bigger than he’d let on. I peeped through the blind on the upstairs landing, watching his long leg step out of the car. Casually, he tousled his hair just so and, flicking his sunglasses to the top of his head, took the stairs two at a time before caressing the doorbell with his index finger. Oblivious to my peering, he stood straightening his tie and cuffs. He was a vision of smooth sexiness in his dinner suit.

Adele answered the door. Playing the proud mother role, she had forbidden me to do so whilst wearing my gown because it would ruin the moment, so I stood on the landing tapping my foot as impatiently as a sixteen year old, waiting for her call. I waited a good five minutes without result. Then, deciding I’d had enough and I went down. Sam and Adele were at the foot of the stairs chatting. A low whistle escaped his lips as I moved to stand in front of him. He grinned and kissed my freshly painted mouth. “Hey babe. Wow. You look fabulous.”

“I must say, Sam,” purred Adele, who was on his other side, “You look rather dashing, too.”

Her eyes gave him the once over and there was a distinct puckering and pursing of her lips. I frowned. It was almost as if Adele was flirting with my boyfriend.

“Thanks,” Sam replied. “It’s good to get the penguin suit out again. Is it okay for me to take Millie now?”

“Go.” She pecked his cheek and waved him away. “And have a lovely time. Don’t forget the spare room if you’re too unwell to make it home.”

We headed for the front door. What had that been about? Adele did not do kisses, except of the air variety. It was against her philosophy of life to exchange body fluids. Burying the bizarre thought in the back of my mind, I stepped into the porch light and took Sam’s arm to go down the front stairs. The night was crisp but not too cold. The only thing making me shiver was the sight of Sam in his tux. He was divine.

“You look totally fuckable tonight,” he whispered into night air, making my face redden.

“Um, thanks? I wasn’t sure what was appropriate and Kirby was keen to truss me up like a Wayne Cooper turkey.”

Sam’s eyes swept over my body. “That’s entirely appropriate, Babe,” he chuckled, adding, “Don’t let Kirby sway you. She wears way too much pink for any man, except Rambo. Now, how about we go for a quickie? We’ve got an hour or so on the clock and I haven’t behaved like a teenager for at least two days.

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