the guy."
"Ha! That's not what everyone in town is saying," Stephanie giggled and relaxed back in her chair.
Liza glanced around at the other pool attendees. She was glad it was still early and only a few people sprinkled the pool area and most of them were middle aged men more interested in their morning laps than conversation.
"Steph, you know you can't believe everything you hear in this town," she punctuated her words with a giggle. "Hell, they've been convinced that Robert is gay for years since he's in a successful law practice but no marriage."
Stephanie wiggled dramatically and shook her fake breast for effect. "Well, any man who turns Stephanie Maxwell down repeatedly has got to be batting for the other team. But I haven't 46
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given up on your brother yet. You and I are destined to truly be sisters." Stephanie winked.
"Well, that's good to know." Liza rolled her eyes and smiled at her friend. It would've never dawned on Stephanie that maybe she wasn't Robert's type. Maybe her brother was like her, nobody in Claremont County seemed to grab her attention and excite her like…
Quickly, Liza shook her head, attempting to clear her thoughts. She was not going to spend this day thinking about Thor. Not at all.
"Well, Liza, if nothing is going on between you and mister sexy cuff me and spank me, then why were you at the hospital all…night…long."
Damn . She'd forgotten how fast gossip spread in her town.
"It wasn't all night. Besides, since I found him near death on the side of the road, I kinda felt responsible for him. Once I discovered he was okay, I left. Plain and simple." Too bad the same couldn't be said for the state of her legs. In the agitation brought about by her friend's prying question, Liza had applied an extremely liberal amount of suntan lotion to her them.
"Plain and simple my ass. If that's what you want me to believe then have no worries. Just like your legs don't look like grandma's southern fried chicken." Stephanie laughed and slipped her sunshades on and settled against her lounger.
Vaulting up from the seat, Liza said, "I'm going to the bathroom to wash some of this off. When I get back, try not to be close to the pool. I'd hate for you to fall into all that chlorine just hours before your hair-coloring appointment."
Liza headed toward the bungalow style bathrooms and smiled as she heard Stephanie call out.
"That's real low, Liza."
Yeah, her comment was low, but so was the fact Stephanie had brought emotions to the surface that she wasn't ready to face just yet. Shaking her head at her friend's outrage, Liza continued to the bathroom.
* * * *
Bored, Thor stared up at the ceiling. He hated being immobile for a week. At least next week he would be able to do light work around his house. After spending two days in the 47
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hospital, plus several hours unconscious, he was very thankful to only have had a bad knee sprain and a minor concussion from the accident.
His gaze dropped to his right knee as it lie swollen and discolored, propped up on top of a mound of pillows. He had torn his medial collateral ligament. Sighing, he reached for his crossword puzzle to take his mind off the throbbing pain.
"Knock, knock," a female voice and a soft tap came from his front door.
Dropping the puzzle onto his chest as the front door was pushed open, Liza stepped inside. His heart leaped at seeing her and his groin tightened at her appearance in his home. She stood in the doorway, wearing a light purple-colored tank style dress, with slip-on sandals. Something he was noticing was her trademark foot apparel. The part of her outfit that was causing his libido the most problems was the lower half of the dress. It began an inch below the apex of her thighs and ended mid-thigh, the crochet pattern allowing him a healthy glimpse of her creamy thighs.
Swallowing his groan, he said, "So what brings you here?"
Liza licking her lips before she spoke wasn't doing anything to
"Ha! That's not what everyone in town is saying," Stephanie giggled and relaxed back in her chair.
Liza glanced around at the other pool attendees. She was glad it was still early and only a few people sprinkled the pool area and most of them were middle aged men more interested in their morning laps than conversation.
"Steph, you know you can't believe everything you hear in this town," she punctuated her words with a giggle. "Hell, they've been convinced that Robert is gay for years since he's in a successful law practice but no marriage."
Stephanie wiggled dramatically and shook her fake breast for effect. "Well, any man who turns Stephanie Maxwell down repeatedly has got to be batting for the other team. But I haven't 46
APPREHENSION
given up on your brother yet. You and I are destined to truly be sisters." Stephanie winked.
"Well, that's good to know." Liza rolled her eyes and smiled at her friend. It would've never dawned on Stephanie that maybe she wasn't Robert's type. Maybe her brother was like her, nobody in Claremont County seemed to grab her attention and excite her like…
Quickly, Liza shook her head, attempting to clear her thoughts. She was not going to spend this day thinking about Thor. Not at all.
"Well, Liza, if nothing is going on between you and mister sexy cuff me and spank me, then why were you at the hospital all…night…long."
Damn . She'd forgotten how fast gossip spread in her town.
"It wasn't all night. Besides, since I found him near death on the side of the road, I kinda felt responsible for him. Once I discovered he was okay, I left. Plain and simple." Too bad the same couldn't be said for the state of her legs. In the agitation brought about by her friend's prying question, Liza had applied an extremely liberal amount of suntan lotion to her them.
"Plain and simple my ass. If that's what you want me to believe then have no worries. Just like your legs don't look like grandma's southern fried chicken." Stephanie laughed and slipped her sunshades on and settled against her lounger.
Vaulting up from the seat, Liza said, "I'm going to the bathroom to wash some of this off. When I get back, try not to be close to the pool. I'd hate for you to fall into all that chlorine just hours before your hair-coloring appointment."
Liza headed toward the bungalow style bathrooms and smiled as she heard Stephanie call out.
"That's real low, Liza."
Yeah, her comment was low, but so was the fact Stephanie had brought emotions to the surface that she wasn't ready to face just yet. Shaking her head at her friend's outrage, Liza continued to the bathroom.
* * * *
Bored, Thor stared up at the ceiling. He hated being immobile for a week. At least next week he would be able to do light work around his house. After spending two days in the 47
YVETTE HINES
hospital, plus several hours unconscious, he was very thankful to only have had a bad knee sprain and a minor concussion from the accident.
His gaze dropped to his right knee as it lie swollen and discolored, propped up on top of a mound of pillows. He had torn his medial collateral ligament. Sighing, he reached for his crossword puzzle to take his mind off the throbbing pain.
"Knock, knock," a female voice and a soft tap came from his front door.
Dropping the puzzle onto his chest as the front door was pushed open, Liza stepped inside. His heart leaped at seeing her and his groin tightened at her appearance in his home. She stood in the doorway, wearing a light purple-colored tank style dress, with slip-on sandals. Something he was noticing was her trademark foot apparel. The part of her outfit that was causing his libido the most problems was the lower half of the dress. It began an inch below the apex of her thighs and ended mid-thigh, the crochet pattern allowing him a healthy glimpse of her creamy thighs.
Swallowing his groan, he said, "So what brings you here?"
Liza licking her lips before she spoke wasn't doing anything to
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