Every Time We Say Goodbye by Janet Raye Stevens

Author:Janet Raye Stevens
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Janet Raye Stevens

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“Happy birthday, sweetheart.”

Sully woke me with a kiss. It was early, the room still shrouded in darkness. The radiator clanged with determination, though it did little to ease the winter chill hanging in the air. But here in the bed, under the covers with Sully, I was warm and comfortable and secure.

“Mmmm… I could stay here all day,” I said. “In fact, maybe I will.”

“Lazybones. I s’pose that means you won’t meet me for lunch again today.”

“No. I’m staying here, and you know why. It’s the safe thing to do.” Exactly the wrong thing to say. He adopted that mulish scowl I knew and loathed. “Please, Sully. I know you’re on alert and watching out for danger twenty-four-seven, but why tempt fate?”

“Why not?” He shifted and drew me closer. “I’d rather get into the fight than cower in a foxhole and wait for it to come to me.”

Oh, Sully. The word wait didn’t exist in his vocabulary. Don’t wait were his operative words. Don’t wait, seize the day and rush right in, take the bull by the horns and all those other cliches. The man of action, needing to take action and confront the risk head on. One of the reasons I loved him, and the major reason I feared for his life.

“Tell you what,” he said, a sly smile curving his lips. “You stay put here today, and we’ll go to the party tonight.”

Ah. He hadn’t brought the subject up again, but I knew he hadn’t forgotten. Now he had leverage. I might as well agree. After landing in a cell at his police station, and running into him at the store yesterday, I figured fate would find a way to whisk me to that party, anyway. Kidnapping, fairy godmother and a pumpkin carriage, time skip, even. I glanced toward the closet, where the blue dress that fate had so thoughtfully provided hung inside, waiting to make its debut. Somehow, someway, I’d end up Sully’s date tonight.

If I couldn’t find a way back to Futureworld first.

“Yes, I’ll go with you, you stubborn, impossible man,” I said finally. “On one condition—”

“I wear a flak jacket and a helmet and ride around in a Sherman tank. I know, I know.” He reached over and brushed a tangled lock of hair from my eyes, his fingers warm against my skin. “I promise to be careful, as long as you promise to try to relax and have fun.”

He kissed me, a slow kiss that quickly turned hot and heated and ended with us both relaxing and having fun and me getting the best birthday present I’d had in a long, long time.

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