Sex, Secrets and Happily Ever Afters by Deb Julienne

Author:Deb Julienne [Julienne, Deb]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Travis wanted to show her things could be different if only she’d believe in him, in them.

He left the shop more depressed than the day he’d checked himself into the clinic. He passed bar after bar, tempted to pull over out of habit, but it wasn’t a drink he wanted. A drink wouldn’t fix his mood. A drink wouldn’t fix a damn thing. He also couldn’t stand the thought of going back to his hotel alone. He didn’t want anything but Angel.

He drove his rental car in circles, all around town, only to pull up at Kat’s place. It wouldn’t hurt to talk to her.

After he parked and got out, he took the steps two at a time rather than waiting for the elevator. As he rounded the top landing, he spied a woman knocking at Kat’s door. When no one answered, she placed a package against the door.

“Can I help you?” he asked.

“Ah, I’m not sure. My sister recently moved in here with a couple of friends.”

“Then you must be Marianne. Nice to meet you.” He flashed a smile and offered her his hand.

“And you are?” Her tone was guarded and her posture rigid.

“Disappointed. I had hoped Angel might have mentioned me.”

She let a slight smile slip out then replaced it with a grimace. “Then that would make you Travis Wellington. Yes, I’ve heard a great deal about you.”

“You’re scowling. Does it mean you’re worried about your sister and me?”

“I didn’t realize it had gone that far.” She pierced him with a frown, looked him up and down, and smiled as if she knew something he didn’t.

“I’m trying. She’s resisting. Any chance you’d care for a cup of coffee? I could really use your help.”

“I’ll listen. I can’t guarantee I’ll offer you any advice. I’m very protective of my sister. I won’t take part in anything that’ll harm her further.” Her tone was deadly serious, but he also read a hint of hope in her eyes.

“Great. I can see we’re on the same page, but she’s not cooperating.”

“Sure then. I’m anxious to hear if you’re as good as she said.” Marianne winked.

Angel and Marianne had the same upturned up nose that crinkled when they smiled, the same mouth and eyes. Marianne was a bit shorter and a few pounds heavier. They shared the same cinnamon-colored hair.

He couldn’t help but wonder if she was as prickly as her sister. “And I’m dying to hear what she told you.”

They agreed to have coffee in the restaurant of his hotel. Marianne followed in her own car. On the drive, he tried to put all his hope, dreams, and fears into words so that he’d be able to show Marianne he was sincere. She might be his only saving grace.

Twenty minutes later, he and Marianne were seated. The dinner crowd was over. “I’m worried about my sister.” Marianne watched the busboys clearing tables.

“Me, too. She told me what happened, why she left home. The baby. Everything. And after the letter she received in the mail today, I’ve got to find a way to help her.

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