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Thursday, September 22, 2016

Throwback Thursday! #IndieThursday

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Lorna Peel said...

“Why do you run away?” he asked quietly. “Do I still frighten you or something?”

“No.” He just had a habit of turning her into a gibbering wreck.

“Then why?”

She felt herself redden. “Because, if you want to date me, I don’t know how,” she admitted. “I haven’t dated anyone since university and that wasn’t even proper dating. Tom took me out to dinner once. We were students; we couldn’t afford to go to restaurants, so it was usually fish and chips or a burger. I don’t know how to date properly, Robert. I’ve never been out with a man your age and it’s mortifying to have to admit it. That’s why I take the easy way out and run. And, apart from that, your ex-girlfriend was everything I’m not.”

“Which is precisely why she is now my ex.”

“Why did you split up?”

“It’s a cliché, but we ended up wanting different things. I’m not into all that ‘let’s see how often we can get in the papers’ stuff. I didn’t like going to clubs or restaurants where there would be photographers outside. She did. I’m an actor, not a celebrity. I hate the whole celebrity thing.”

Only You by Lorna Peel

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Barbara White Daille said...
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Barbara White Daille said...

Trying this again, since my link didn't work right the first time....

"We can go in my car," she announced. She stopped and looked back at him, her hand on the driver's door of the Camry.

He shook his head. "I'll drive."

"I have a license, you know."

"I'm sure you do." He jerked his thumb toward his truck. "I need to gas up." As he turned away, he tried to lighten the statement. "Since I don't know where anything is, how about you ride shotgun."


After a deep breath, he turned back. "'Ride shotgun,'" he repeated. "It means—"

"I know what it means."

And she hated the idea. He should've known she wouldn't go for playing second fiddle. This was one heck of a spot Caleb had put him in....

He'd put himself in.

He winced. "Listen, I don't like the situation any more than you do. But there's no getting around it now. Unless you want to take Caleb up on his suggestion to stay at the Whistlestop." She lowered her head slightly to stare at him, reminding him of a headstrong mare he'd once known. "Okay, then. We'll be sharing quarters. And we can agree to disagree, if that's what you want. But things might run a whole lot smoother if we didn't argue every time we opened our mouths."

"I wasn't arguing with you," she snapped.

His turn. He stared her down.

"I didn't mean to yell." Now, she kept her voice so soft and low, he could barely make out the words. "But I wasn't arguing. I just couldn't see what you said."

He frowned.

Her face froze. Slowly, her eyes widened. "I don't believe it. You don't know, do you?" She shook her head in wonder. "You haven't figured it out yet."

"Figured what out?"

"I'm deaf."

Rancher at Risk, a Flagman's Folly book

Rancher at Risk

And just in case...

Thanks, EQ.

Barbara White Daille said...

Third time's the charm! ;)

Rancher at Risk