Wedding? Impossible! by Karen Templeton

Author:Karen Templeton [Karen Templeton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781459260511
Publisher: Harlequin

Truth was, she was just as glad to get out of the house and away from her thoughts, which had been pee-poor company the past couple of days. In spite of how busy she had been these last few weeks, she wasn’t too busy to notice Mike Kwan’s absence. He’d apparently relegated much of the campaign to his staff, which was understandable, certainly, and efficient, and good business sense. He’d been away a lot, too, according to Fran. Dodging a late-season hurricane in Mississippi, last she’d heard.

Oh, she knew it was dumb to think about him so much. He’d made it perfectly clear he wasn’t interested in a relationship, that his work came first. She’d finally reconciled herself that what she’d misconstrued as flirting, maybe the seed of a romantic interest, was nothing more than Mike being Mike: outgoing, friendly, a pal. Still, hope sat huddled in a corner of her heart like a child waiting to be sprung from “time-out.” Every once in a while, it would squirm and call out in a tiny voice, “Can I come out yet?” And she would have to sigh and say, “Not yet,” afraid to admit that maybe it would have to stay inside her, cramped and forsaken, forever.

All this bunk she’d tried to make herself believe about not needing a man…Well, perhaps, on some level, it was still true. She didn’t need a man to survive. Or to feel complete. Or even, she supposed, to be happy. If she thought about it that way, she didn’t need a man at all.

But what happened when you saw one you just plain out-and-out wanted? Then what?

So. Here she sat in a crowded Italian restaurant in Buckhead, an inch away from no-holds-barred self-pity, having dinner with her sisters. A pair of Cantonese yentas.

What was she, nuts?

They got through the antipasto fine, and most of the main course, the conversation focusing mainly on Margi’s pregnancy, family gossip, husbands’ bad habits and Margi’s pregnancy. Boring, predictable, safe. Zoe actually started to feel better.

“Guess who I ran into the other day?” Margi asked.

Somehow, Zoe knew the answer wasn’t Auntie Rose. She instantly tensed, her fork suspended halfway to her mouth. At the next table, four waiters started a rousing version of “Happy Birthday.”

“Who?” she shouted over the din, but she couldn’t hear the first part of Margi’s response. She squinted at her sister’s moving lips, but couldn’t make out the name.

“You know? David Wu’s grandson?”

“Oh.”

“Yeah…Sheesh!” Margi cast an annoyed glance over her shoulder at the noise, but simply leaned forward and kept going. “He’s been in and out of town a lot on business—did I tell you he has his own business?”

The last words were lost in thunderous applause and shouts of approval for the birthday celebrant.

Zoe shook her head, trying to convince the bite of scampi in her mouth to go down her throat

“What did you say he did, Marg?” Vanessa asked in the lull.

Another hurrah went up from the table as the person apparently blew out the candles on the cake, wiping out Margi’s answer, as well.

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