Past Temptation by M A Comley

Author:M A Comley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: M A Comley
Published: 2014-04-27T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

The rest of the afternoon was nonstop for Nicole just like the morning had been. She was grateful that she didn’t have the time to reflect on her conversation with Chrissy. At five o’clock, she closed the shop door and turned around to find Josh leaning casually against his car, arms folded across his broad chest, waiting for her. The sight of him looking cool and handsome in the fading sun’s rays made her heart skip several beats.

“What are you doing here?” she asked in the best casual voice she could muster.

“I thought I’d take you for a drink after a hard day of standing on your feet.” He stepped away from his sinful-red sports car and opened the passenger door for her. “Your chariot awaits, madam.”

She’d always had a burning ambition to sit in an MX5, to feel the wind blowing through her hair while travelling fast down the motorway—all right, the last part was a bit of an exaggeration…‌maybe an open country road would be better. She shrugged and sidled past him to get in the vehicle.

He jumped behind the steering wheel and leaned over to peck her on the cheek. Her hand touched her face to feel if the heat of his lips had singed her flesh because it certainly felt as though it had. “Where are we going?”

He tapped his nose and winked at her. “You’ll see. Do you have to be back early?”

“No…‌I…” she was just about to say that her daughter was away for the week but checked herself. There was no need for him to know that, to know anything about Sammy Jo, not now, not ever.

“Good.”

The car slid into the traffic with ease. She spent the rest of the journey in silence, enjoying the view and tilting her head against the headrest, letting the warm breeze wash over her, an ideal end to a stressful day at work. Once or twice, she looked over at Josh. He appeared to be as content as she. Studying the curves in his face, she shuddered remembering the feel of his skin beneath her flesh. He caught her glancing in his direction once and winked at her as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel to the Luther Vandross CD. She had always loved the singer’s memorable song “A House Is Not a Home” and found it difficult to hold back the tears threatening to escape.

Turning to look at the countryside she discreetly wiped away the droplets and swallowed down several breaths to help regain her composure. Her smile returned once the song had ended. Their journey concluded at a quaint little thatched inn situated down by the river. She said, “This is wonderful. I’ve never been here before.”

“Come on, let’s find a table before the hordes arrive. Would you like to sit inside or out?”

“Oh, it has to be outside on a beautiful day like today.”

“Take a seat. What would you like to drink?”

“A glass of dry white wine, thanks.”

Nicole sat at a picnic table, in full view of a kiddies’ adventure play area.

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