It's All About Eve... by Tracy Kelleher

Author:Tracy Kelleher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

9

THE GRANTHAM UNIVERSITY alumni parade started promptly at ten—well, eight after ten, which was pretty prompt when you considered you were dealing with a large group of Ivy League graduates more used to leading than following.

Before wending their way onto campus, the alumni went down the central block of Main Street, right in front of Eve’s store. That being the case, Eve settled back in a beach chair on the sidewalk and enjoyed the large double latté that Arty had gotten her from Bean World, Grantham’s favorite coffee shop—brothers did come in handy every once in a while, she told herself, even if they played havoc with your sex life. She felt deliciously relaxed, with the sun beating down on her face, the aroma of coffee wafting in her nostrils, and the contentment of knowing that the glass repairmen had showed at eight in the morning as promised.

Eve closed her eyes behind the clip-ons she had attached to her glasses. “How come you know so much about The Parade, even if you don’t go to Grantham?” she asked Melodie, who had been providing a running commentary of the parade, sorry, “The Parade.”

“Eve, everyone around here knows about The Parade—it’s like our Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade and Rose Bowl parade rolled into one. Besides, after two Rolling Rocks, it provides almost the same amount of thrills as the Batman ride at Great Adventure,” Melodie explained, referring to the big amusement park by the beach—sorry, “The Shore.” New Jersey didn’t have a beach. Everyone, and I mean everyone, as Melodie was so fond of telling Eve, went to “The Shore.”

“What is it with Rolling Rock around here?” Eve gradually opened her eyes and had the first sip of coffee—the closest thing to heaven in the morning if you didn’t count sex.

Melodie shrugged.

“And at ten in the morning?” Eve looked at her circumspectly. “I can barely face mouthwash at ten in the morning.”

Melodie shrugged again, and added a smile. “There’re ways of killing germs and ways of killing germs.”

Eve tried not to sigh the sigh of a boring, mature person and settled her arm across her chest. She crossed her legs, bobbing one of her flip-flops up and down. It had a large silk camellia, the color of Hawaiian Punch, sewn at the juncture between her toes. Nothing boring or mature about those puppies, she smiled, pleased that she still had a bit of whimsy left in her soul. Maybe she should go for a pedicure and get her toenails polished an array of fruit juice colors?

Sipping her latté and letting the caffeine stream through her veins, she watched The Parade go by.

Arty leaned toward her companionably. “Thanks for inviting me, sis.”

“I didn’t.” There wasn’t any malice in her voice, but she couldn’t help remembering how sexy Carter had looked descending her stairway into darkness, the boyish spring to his step, his red-brown hair curling over the back of his midnight-black jacket collar. He’d stopped at the bottom before opening the outer door, and turned back to give her one last look.

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