Confer, Lorelei - Deadly Revenge (BookStrand Publishing Romance) by Lorelei Confer Page A
Authors: Lorelei Confer
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and I hope we can do it again.”
Dave pulled her closer, his fingers of both hands interlocked behind her back. “Oh, we’ll do it again all right. How about tomorrow night?”
“How about I call you tomorrow”—she giggled—“and let you know. I may have to work, and I never know what Mom or Sue might have planned for me.”
“Okay if I call you?”
“Of course. We can’t have you getting lost.” She smiled, opened the door, and waved good night.
Tory closed the door and leaned her back against it, a smile on her face. So that’s what it would be like to make love to someone like Dave . It was the best I’ve ever had.
* * * *
Neither Tory nor Dave saw the dark car sitting across the street waiting for their return.
Chapter 11
The next morning Tory presented the quick business plan for the additional money needs for the Mountain View Bed and Breakfast to the loan officer at the bank.
“You’ll hear from us in a couple of days,” he replied sourly. “I don’t foresee any problems with the loan considering the amount of collateral available.”
As she left the bank, she ran into her biggest, greatest fear of all. Matt Wilson. Both surprise and anxiety hit her as if he had suddenly slapped her face. Her heart jumped into her throat. Her mouth went dry, unable to form words. Her hands trembled. Her knees shook. She was trapped.
“Tory, I didn’t know you were in town. Long time no see! How’re you doing?”
“Hi, Matt, it’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? I’m doing quite well actually. How are you and your family?” Tory wiped her sweaty hands on her pants then stuck her trembling hands in her jacket pockets. Her heart pounded in her chest.
She looked around and behind her, the feeling of someone watching her ever present.
“I’m good. I guess you heard I finally got married and have a baby girl. Paige and I are separated, so you can see how well that worked out or didn’t work out. How about you? Are you married, any kids?” He said rocking back and forth on his feet, hands in his pants’ pockets playing with his loose change.
“No, not married, no kids, great career though.” She smiled at him.
“Why don’t we get together some time? We can go to dinner and then out to lookout point. It’ll be just like old times, okay?” Matt asked with a smirk on his face. He hadn’t changed one bit.
Tory thought for a moment about the torture of sitting across the table from someone who she once thought would be “the love of her life,” knowing it would never amount to anything. Also knowing it was something she had to do. She had to give him his ring back and make sure he understood. There was nothing between them anymore. She had to set the record straight once and for all.
“Dinner sounds fine, one last time for old times’ sake, but we leave out lookout point, okay?”
“Sure, how about tomorrow night? I’ll pick you up around seven if that’s okay with you?”
“No, that doesn’t work for me, I’ve got other plans. How about the next night?” Tory asked.
“Suits me fine. See you at seven the night after tomorrow night then.”
Sweat appeared on her upper lip and trickled down the back of her shirt. She had to wipe it off her upper lip. Her hands shook and her legs were weak as she walked toward her car parked down the street. She opened the car door and got inside. A shiver passed through her body again as if someone was watching her. She looked over her shoulder but saw no one.
* * * *
Dave walked out of the hardware store and recognized Tory’s parked car. He stopped and looked inside and was surprised to see Tory looking extremely upset and scared. He opened the passenger door and got in the car.
“Is everything all right?” Dave asked with concern.
She was unable to talk. She merely nodded, her lips trembling, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked out the window.
* * * *
No one noticed the black car with tinted windows sitting three
Dave pulled her closer, his fingers of both hands interlocked behind her back. “Oh, we’ll do it again all right. How about tomorrow night?”
“How about I call you tomorrow”—she giggled—“and let you know. I may have to work, and I never know what Mom or Sue might have planned for me.”
“Okay if I call you?”
“Of course. We can’t have you getting lost.” She smiled, opened the door, and waved good night.
Tory closed the door and leaned her back against it, a smile on her face. So that’s what it would be like to make love to someone like Dave . It was the best I’ve ever had.
* * * *
Neither Tory nor Dave saw the dark car sitting across the street waiting for their return.
Chapter 11
The next morning Tory presented the quick business plan for the additional money needs for the Mountain View Bed and Breakfast to the loan officer at the bank.
“You’ll hear from us in a couple of days,” he replied sourly. “I don’t foresee any problems with the loan considering the amount of collateral available.”
As she left the bank, she ran into her biggest, greatest fear of all. Matt Wilson. Both surprise and anxiety hit her as if he had suddenly slapped her face. Her heart jumped into her throat. Her mouth went dry, unable to form words. Her hands trembled. Her knees shook. She was trapped.
“Tory, I didn’t know you were in town. Long time no see! How’re you doing?”
“Hi, Matt, it’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? I’m doing quite well actually. How are you and your family?” Tory wiped her sweaty hands on her pants then stuck her trembling hands in her jacket pockets. Her heart pounded in her chest.
She looked around and behind her, the feeling of someone watching her ever present.
“I’m good. I guess you heard I finally got married and have a baby girl. Paige and I are separated, so you can see how well that worked out or didn’t work out. How about you? Are you married, any kids?” He said rocking back and forth on his feet, hands in his pants’ pockets playing with his loose change.
“No, not married, no kids, great career though.” She smiled at him.
“Why don’t we get together some time? We can go to dinner and then out to lookout point. It’ll be just like old times, okay?” Matt asked with a smirk on his face. He hadn’t changed one bit.
Tory thought for a moment about the torture of sitting across the table from someone who she once thought would be “the love of her life,” knowing it would never amount to anything. Also knowing it was something she had to do. She had to give him his ring back and make sure he understood. There was nothing between them anymore. She had to set the record straight once and for all.
“Dinner sounds fine, one last time for old times’ sake, but we leave out lookout point, okay?”
“Sure, how about tomorrow night? I’ll pick you up around seven if that’s okay with you?”
“No, that doesn’t work for me, I’ve got other plans. How about the next night?” Tory asked.
“Suits me fine. See you at seven the night after tomorrow night then.”
Sweat appeared on her upper lip and trickled down the back of her shirt. She had to wipe it off her upper lip. Her hands shook and her legs were weak as she walked toward her car parked down the street. She opened the car door and got inside. A shiver passed through her body again as if someone was watching her. She looked over her shoulder but saw no one.
* * * *
Dave walked out of the hardware store and recognized Tory’s parked car. He stopped and looked inside and was surprised to see Tory looking extremely upset and scared. He opened the passenger door and got in the car.
“Is everything all right?” Dave asked with concern.
She was unable to talk. She merely nodded, her lips trembling, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked out the window.
* * * *
No one noticed the black car with tinted windows sitting three
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