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What If He Doesn't Like Her?

Author: Ali Parker
last update Last Updated: 2023-10-26 02:48:39

Amaya

“Amaya.” The woman at the desk—Marjorie? I was pretty sure that was her name—greeted me with a sweet, broad smile. And then her eyes slid over to the man beside me.

“And this is …?”

“A guest of mine. Kristo,” I replied, glancing over at him. I could leave the husband explanation for later. “How’s Jolene doing today?”

“She’s good.” Marjorie nodded. “She missed you while you were away, though.”

“Yeah, I missed her too,” I replied with a broad smile. No matter how much I knew this was costing me, how much I was aware of the strain on the meager budget we already had, I loved Jolene too much to let that overtake me when I was thinking about spending time with her.

“You ready to head up?” she asked, and I nodded again.

“I’m ready to go when you are,” I replied. I glanced over at Kristo. “You?”

“Sure.” He nodded, and I wondered how this was going to go down. I had taken one guy to meet Jolene before, and I had been sure he’d been the one, that I had been in love with him, but then I h
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