Waltzing on the Danube by Miranda MacLeod

Author:Miranda MacLeod [MacLeod, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Apple Blossom Press
Published: 2016-10-15T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The room was shrouded in semi-darkness when the alarm on her tablet began its relentless screeching, and for once Jeanie was grateful that her cabin lacked a view. In her hungover state, she didn’t think she would survive more than the barest hint of sun. Grabbing her robe, she braved the journey from her room to the shared bath down the hall, and was relieved to find it unoccupied. She hadn’t looked at the clock and couldn’t recall exactly how many times she’d snoozed her alarm, but the lack of a line for the shower hinted at it being well past breakfast. Just as well. Jeanie’s stomach lurched in opposition at the slightest thought of food.

My God, what was in that drink? Eleanor had been right to be cautious. She usually was. Smart, sensible, sexy Eleanor. Under the hot stream of the shower, Jeanie froze. She hadn’t intended to think the word sexy. Her brain had just been searching for a third word that started with the letter ‘s’. That she heartily agreed with the word it had chosen wasn’t the point. Eleanor was strictly off limits in that regard. They were becoming friends, and the last thing Jeanie wanted was to screw that up.

She thought back to the night before and groaned. Toward the end of it, her memory became a little fuzzy. She had the vague impression that she’d tackled Eleanor and forced her to dance. She was pretty certain the resulting choreographed tango to a Depeche Mode love ballad, ending in a passionate kiss to the raucous applause of a roomful of Slovakians, was purely embellishment. The tackling part, however, felt real enough to be true.

I can’t be trusted. Jeanie scowled at herself in the bathroom mirror as she toweled herself dry. After promising herself, after even promising her own mother, that she wouldn’t lead Eleanor on, what did she turn around and do? Tackle her and force her to tango. I’m a merciless flirt!

Usually possessed of a healthy self-esteem, this morning Jeanie hated the person who stared back at her from the mirror. Why couldn’t she have more control? She knew Eleanor wasn't interested in anything more than friendship. Why ruin a good thing by complicating it with a meaningless holiday fling that they'd both probably regret?

What if it’s more than just a fling? Jeanie stared quizzically at her reflection, as if it had been the one to suggest the idea. Her face brightened. Reflection-Jeanie might have a point. Most of her previous relationships were better classified as flings anyway, with as quickly as they usually were over. Yet she couldn’t remember feeling about any of them the way she did about Eleanor. Captivated by their conversations, amused at Eleanor’s many foibles, and when their bodies so much as brushed past one another, it felt wonderfully intoxicating. Maybe she wasn’t just mindlessly flirting with Eleanor. Maybe she wanted something more?

So what if you do? Jeanie looked at her reflection in shock. What a time for

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