Uniformly Hot by Isabel Sharpe

Author:Isabel Sharpe
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Special Release
Published: 2013-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

9

MATTY OPENED HER eyes. Light was already streaming in through the not-quite-closed blinds over her windows, which gave onto a charming view of puce siding on the house next door. Ooh, baby. Well, anyway, the day looked to be sunny, which was always cheering. She stretched luxuriously in the old sleigh bed she’d slept in since girlhood. Her mother had been thrilled to get rid of it, having wanted to update Matty’s old room for years. While the rest of their Palos Verdes Estates house had changed with the times, Matty’s room remained a quaint anachronism, filled with dark wood antique pieces she’d pounced on as an adolescent when her father’s parents had downsized into a retirement home. Sometimes she thought she’d been born into the wrong time period.

She turned to peer at the brass windup clock on her cherry bedside table. Yes, she had her iPhone across the room for backup, but she loved this clock and refused to part with it, even if it gained a minute now and then. Or two.

Ten o’clock.

Adrenaline burned as her sleepiness cleared enough to register the day and its significance. Wednesday, November 13, two weeks before Thanksgiving, the day she was to have a late dinner with Chris after that evening’s show. He was going to be in L.A. anyway, he’d said. How about it?

She’d suggested lunch in order to keep the intimacy of nighttime and the inevitable alcohol consumption from leading them into more temptation than they’d have at midday in a well-lit restaurant, but Chris had to teach. With her show schedule, it was rare she got to share an evening meal with anyone during the week.

Honestly, she wanted to see him so badly that she’d said yes in spite of all the voices cautioning her. At least this time she was going in with her eyes wide open. And if he fooled her twice, then shame on her; Matty wouldn’t even try blaming anyone but herself.

Across the room, her phone played the opening lines of Gershwin’s “I’ve Got Beginner’s Luck.” She threw off the covers, jumped out of bed. She’d never been a morning person, not even a late-morning person, though given that she worked until after 10:00 p.m. most nights, her schedule was skewed compared to most people’s. But this morning she was wide awake. Was it Chris?

Kendra! She answered eagerly. Jameson had made amazing progress since she’d been working with him, much more than Matty could have imagined. He was not only taking her calls, he sounded cheerful and funny and...she’d say back to his old self, except that he was more cheerful and funny than she’d ever known him to be. Kendra must be a miracle worker.

“Oh. Uh, hey, Matty.”

Matty stiffened. Kendra sounded cautious, wary, no sign of her usual dynamic optimism.

“What’s going on? How—” She was going to ask immediately about Jameson. Not polite. “—are you?”

“Good, thanks. I’m doing well. Just fine. Thanks.”

This was weird. “How are things going with my little brother?”

Kendra made a strange choking sound.

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