Always My Own (Always Love Trilogy #2) by Tawdra Kandle

Author:Tawdra Kandle [Kandle, Tawdra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, love story, small town, contemporary romance
Publisher: Tawdra Kandle
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“SO WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?”

I sighed and moved the phone to my other ear. I couldn’t help glancing at the closed door to my office. I had a sneaking suspicion that Gladys sometimes skulked down the hall to my office and listened at the door; I’d never caught her at it, but I’d have sworn I saw her unmistakable silhouette out there. She’d made several arch comments about me keeping my door shut, informing me that Clark had never done the same.

“I supposed he didn’t have anything to hide. No secrets, that man.” She’d said it while watching me out of the corner of her eye.

“Or he just knew better than to talk about his secrets here at the office.” I’d shrugged and given her my specially-patented Gladys smile, phony as all get-out. She’d harrumphed and stalked away from me.

“Hello? Elizabeth, are you still there?” Cory was getting impatient.

“Yes, I’m here. Sorry, I thought I heard someone at my door.” I usually visited Cory at the library a few times a week. In the month I’d been living in Burton, the older woman had become my confidante and my friend. It was such a relief to be able to talk about what was happening at home¸ with Trent and his mother, and at the office, where Gladys and I continued our daily struggle for control and dominance. But today the rain was coming down in torrents, and since I had a conference call just after lunch with two clients regarding a real estate sale anyway, it didn’t make sense to haul my cookies down there.

“Well, don’t leave me hanging like that. You two were basically groping at each other, making out like teenagers, and then . . . what happened? Was his mother really trying to escape out her window?”

I sighed. “No, she’d pulled down the clothes bar from her closet, trying to climb up to get something. Trent was afraid maybe she’d somehow gotten booze and hidden it there, so he searched the whole area, but he didn’t find anything. She’s so secretive, though. And I thought she was going to tear me to bits when I tried to keep her from leaving the house.”

“Good for you, for standing your ground.” I heard papers shuffling in the background. “But Trent didn’t say anything? He didn’t kiss you again?”

“Not like before, no.” I thought of his face when I’d finally gone to bed much later that night. We’d enjoyed a rare dinner for two, since Donna was still sulking and refused to emerge from her room to eat. I told Trent I’d make her plate, but he wouldn’t let me, saying she’d come out if she were hungry enough.

So we’d sat on the floor, with our lasagna on the coffee table, both of us more relaxed and ourselves than we’d been since I’d come to Burton. Trent had apologized that we didn’t have any wine in the house to go with our meal; he didn’t keep it out of fear his mom would drink anything she could get her hands on.

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