Back in the Saddle (Jessica Brodie #1) (Jessica Brodie Diaries) by Willow Summers

Back in the Saddle (Jessica Brodie #1) (Jessica Brodie Diaries) by Willow Summers

Author:Willow Summers [Summers, Willow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-05-22T06:00:00+00:00


Later that day I was sitting in the Rec Room, as Gladis called it, watching Gladiator on the giant TV with surround sound. Well, I was actually just watching Russell Crowe—same difference.

My mind kept slipping to my dreams of William. As my groin started to tingle, my memories would slip sideways to the real William. Apollo. Times like when we were by the trailer and his eyes reached into my soul and clutched my heart. Or the thrill that went through me when I saw him for the first time by the bull pen. Or the soft baritone of his voice when he was holding me after the Dusty fiasco.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

What the…!

“Gladis! You scared the crap outta me!”

She laughed. “Sorry, honey. I wasn’t quiet coming in. You were so lost in thought, with such a sublime expression on your face, that I thought I would give you a moment before I ruined it. Who is he?”

I played dumb. “Who is who?”

She smiled with the familiar twinkle in her eyes. “You know who.”

I sighed and repositioned on the couch. “William Davies.”

Her expression suddenly faltered and her twinkle dulled. My heart sank.

“Ah,” was all she said before she positioned a little more deeply into the couch cushions.

“Bad choice?”

“Well… bad choice in terms of availability. Great choice in terms of a good looking, well-groomed, great character and a good-hearted young man. He is a catch, girlie. A great catch, most would say. Which is why the availability takes a fall. Every single girl who has heard of him, and some that aren’t single, are vying for his attention.”

“Yeah.” I sighed. “I know. I was told not to bother. And I haven’t really. I‘ve just played the damsel in distress, mostly. Not by choice! Just sort of happened. And he was always there to just… I don’t know, try to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.”

“Yes. He would do that. He really is a fine-standing young man. His parents did him good. Just be careful of your heart, dearie.” She smiled kindly and reached to pat me on the knee.

I knew that pat. That “it sucks, but you have to move on” pat. I knew all this. Someone that gorgeous, that on top of his game, that… perfect, would be unreachable. Probably even for beautiful Lump, or witty Flem. One always had memories, though. And dreams.

Gladis was looking at me like she kicked a puppy. I shrugged and smirked. In a Southern accent I said, “He don’t know what he’s missin’ now do he?”

Gladis laughed. She was about to settle back and watch Gladiator with me, but then said, “I almost forgot to tell you—Tom Davies said he would call your boss to let him know you wouldn’t be in tomorrow.”

Geez, Tom was really putting his nose in it. Not that I wasn’t grateful, but still! The man apparently thought money meant he ruled the world.

I shook my head. “I am not missing Monday. I have only been there a short while and I am not missing a day already.



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