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A Ghost From the Past
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RebeccaRebecca snorted softly at her wayward thoughts and signed the paper, the look on Kade’s handsome face causing her to pause before she left. “What?”“How long have you been dating Junior?”She smiled, knowing that the age thing wasn’t just something she was going to have to combat within herself, but that others would sense it and see it too. She tilted her head a little, studying her lost love and thinking about how to answer.“Long enough to invite him to meet with the contractor on my house.”He flinched and nodded his head once. “That was fair.”“Damn straight.” She pulled another set of keys from her pocket and dropped them on the clipboard. “These are the contractor’s set. Use them as you will, but if my car is out front, don’t come in here without knocking. And don’t leave my house unlocked, ever.”He took the keys and slipped them in his pocket. “Got it. I’ll call you about that dinner.”“What dinner?” she asked, backing up slowly as she studied him, her blood pressure
Baited A Night with the Bestie
RebeccaRebecca leaned over the bathroom counter, her hair pulled up into a loose bun of sorts with strands framing her face. She touched her lip gloss to her lips and jumped as the buzz of her phone scared her. She reached for it and cursed. Trisha was earlier than she should be and was texting to say that she didn’t want to come up.Rebecca texted that she’d be down in a few minutes and stepped back from the mirror, holding onto the sink to step into her red high heels. She looked all of twenty-two herself with her make-up in ‘going out’ mode. She wore a tight black dress that hit mid-thigh, her jewelry and shoes the only true color in her outfit.A quick turn to make sure her butt didn’t look too flat, and she was good to go. No Jason or Kade to think about tonight, just her and her bestie going out for a few drinks and a night of dancing. She couldn’t remember the last time they’d gone out like this. She always turned Trisha down, complaining that she was tired, or busy, or workin
Baited Let's Dance
RebeccaFunny enough, heaven shined down on Rebecca as a group of girls grabbed their drinks and cleared off of two tables. She moved in fast and sat down at one of the tables, a tall gangly looking fellow taking the other table. He smiled at her and lifted his beer.“Not drinking tonight, beautiful?”She pointed to the bar. “We just got here. My friend’s grabbing us a few drinks.”He smiled. “I’d ask you to dance, but we’d lose our tables.”She laughed and nodded. “I’d turn you down in a New York heartbeat. I don’t want to lose this prime real estate.”He winked at her and turned his attention to the dance floor before them, an old Michael Jackson song gaining everyone’s attention. The drunkenness of the people dancing in front of her gave her a serious laugh, which only caused them to act more ridiculous. She turned to see Trisha working her way through the crowd, a smile on her friend’s face. They both needed a break, so the night would prove interesting, but important to their san
Baited Memory Lane
RebeccaThis was everything Rebecca had been waiting for, and yet it all just felt awkward to her somehow now. Kade’s hand in hers made her strangely nervous, and she kept wondering what to expect from him next. Why was he suddenly interested after all these years? As far as Kade knew, Rebecca had a boyfriend—and a serious one at that. Still, that didn’t seem to deter him from pulling her even closer as they danced. The idea that he would blatantly hit on someone else’s girlfriend—just assume that she’d forget all about anyone else at the sight of him sixteen years later—was slightly repugnant to her.What was wrong with her? This was Kade.“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?”“No, but thank you.” She tried to relax and leaned into him as they danced around the floor, his smooth movements proving he had dancing ability and causing her to have to concentrate on being better than she was. It had been forever since she’d graced a dance floor, and where she was more than capa
Baited What's Next?
RebeccaFor a moment, they danced in silence, and Rebecca found her mind wandering. She imagined for a moment that she was dancing with Jason instead of Kade, and a slight thrill went through her, her breath catching in her chest. What would it be like to be pressed up against Jason in the same way that she was dancing with Kade now? Surely she would feel more than this. Wouldn’t she? Or was she simply grasping for something that didn’t truly exist?The song ended and Kade turned her around, bowing slightly before catching her attention. “You want to dance again or grab our beers and hang out with Trisha?”“I’m getting old, so the beer sounds great. Let’s dance again later?”“Anything you want,” he murmured, his gaze moving across the slinky material of her dress. She almost cursed herself for wearing something so form-fitting, but turned and walked toward Trisha, the heaviness of Kade’s hand pressing on her lower back.Do all guys do that? Is it just instinct to reach out and guide t
Baited Save Me From Him
Rebecca“I’m out with Trisha. What’s up? You okay?” Panic flooded her at the angst in his voice. Parker was rarely a basket case when it came to his emotions, but she could hear the tension in his voice.“I’m at your house. I just needed to talk.”“Oh. I’m stuck here at Nite Moves on FM 1960 in North Houston. Come get me and I’ll have an excuse to get out of here.” She looked around the parking lot, shocked that people were still piling in. It had to be after midnight.“You sure? I don’t want to mess up your groove or anything.” He laughed, but the sound fell flat.“My groove went to bed an hour ago, and things couldn’t be more awkward here, to be honest.” She shivered and moved back toward the door, yelping softly as her back hit the cold glass.“You okay?”“Yes, it’s just freezing out here and I don’t have my damn coat.”“Okay. I’m coming to get you. Be there in fifteen minutes or so.”She hung up and rushed back toward the entrance, slipping in with a group of older females and fee
Baited Caught in the Act
RebeccaParker’s fingers beat along the steering wheel as he pulled out of the night club, his eyes a little puffy and his blond hair a mess. Rebecca wanted to pry, but wasn’t exactly sure how to start. He’d come to her apartment needing her shoulder to lean on, so leaving her night out on the town was no problem, but whatever was bothering him seemed to be worse than anything she could imagine. She waited a few more minutes before pushing.“Okay, spill.”He looked over at her, his eyes wide as he ran his fingers through his hair. “What?”“Spill. You came over to the house looking for me and then were willing to come all the way to North Houston to get me at midnight. What the hell is going on?”He shrugged and looked back at the road, the freeway empty in front of them. “I just needed to talk to you. I went home after last night and thought about our conversation and how right you were that I had no ability to change Mina. She is who she is and I married her knowing that.”“Good for
Baited Sleep Over
RebeccaParker simply nodded and moved back, Rebecca reaching over to take his hand into hers and pull him toward the house. She’d only seen Parker in such a state a few times, one of the worst being when his former wife decided to have an affair and he’d walked in on her having sex with another man. That scenario had landed him in jail for the night, and Rebecca had bailed him out the next morning, as soon as she heard about it. He’d given his ex-wife the house and come to live with Rebecca for a month or so until he could find a new place and emotionally stand on his own two feet again.They walked up the long sidewalk to her place and took the elevator in silence. She kept rubbing his thumb with her thumb, a hopeful reminder that she cared for him and would help him heal and get past this mess that was his life.She moved in front of him to open the door, the draft in the hallway causing her to shiver. “Why is it still so cold here? It’s springtime.”“It’s Texas, Becca. The winter
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