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Authors: Georgia Beers
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, eBooks, Lesbian, BSB, bold, strokes, e-books, "You're getting rigid and predictable."
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the way Patti had gotten her job, Sarah tried to defend her admin without sounding like she was doing so. “Actually, we worked quite well together.”
“Well.” Regina focused on Sarah with such intensity, Sarah had to Þ ght the urge to squirm. “Nicely done. The managers are impressed. I wanted you to know that it’s nice to have you back.”
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Certain that the line held a double meaning but too tired to ask, Sarah inclined her head once in gratitude. “Thank you, Regina. I appreciate that.”
“Now, go home. You look exhausted.” Regina waved a hand at her as she turned away. “And stop worrying about your ex. You can do far better. It’s her loss.” With that, she was gone, her heels clicking a staccato rhythm down the hall until they faded away completely.
Sarah sat blinking, replaying the last three minutes in her head. Her loss, huh? Though Sarah certainly didn’t hide her sexuality in the workplace, she’d never realized that Regina Danvers paid even the slightest bit of attention to the personal lives of her employees. That she not only knew about Sarah’s preferences but seemed up to date on the status of her relationship made her feel something she couldn’t put her Þ nger on. Flattered?
Proud? Embarrassed?
Seems like the Sarah Buchanan we all know and love might actually be back, hmm?
Sarah knew she didn’t have the energy to analyze exactly what Regina was saying. Truth be told, it wasn’t all that hard to Þ gure out considering Sarah had spent a good six months of the last year as a shell of her former self. Now she felt like she might actually be taking some baby steps toward the tough, successful woman she’d once been. Finally. Were other people noticing as well?
Regardless, Regina was right about one thing. It was Karen’s loss. And it was high time Sarah started thinking that way, too.
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CHAPTER SIX
The long July Fourth weekend was upon Sarah before she even realized it, but she was relieved, which was very unlike her. In the past, she’d never looked forward to time off, had never planned vacations ahead of time. Karen had always tried to get her to be more spontaneous, but her attempts were fruitless most of the time. Sarah wasn’t one for surprises. She needed to be fully aware of everything going on around her. But here she was now, alone. She had three days off and she was free to do whatever she wanted. Her parents were having a cookout on Saturday and she would go to that, but otherwise, she had nothing planned. It was a fact that would have freaked her out completely less than a year ago, because back then, she was a woman who had to have each day planned down to the second, and most of it involved work. But when Karen left, Sarah found herself to be a woman with no plan, and that had scared her to death.
Now the quiet pleasure she felt at the idea of having time to herself surprised her. Maybe she’d go see a movie. Maybe she’d go shopping or hit the Memorial Art Gallery. Maybe she’d lose herself in a good book. The possibilities were endless, and for the Þ rst time in as far back as she could remember, she was looking forward to just playing it by ear. It was a very different feeling
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for her and she wanted to sit with it a while, turn it around in her mind, really study it.
Friday was beautiful. Not too hot, not too cold, not a cloud in the sky, a great day to have off from work. Pulling her bike out of the back storage area was something Sarah hadn’t done in ages. She wasn’t even certain whether or not she’d done any riding last summer, though she had her doubts. If memory served, last summer had been spent moping, crying, and living in a general state of self-pity. She grabbed a wet cloth from the kitchen and gave the bike a thorough wipe-down, eliminating the accumulation of dust, cobwebs, and dead spiders, and feeling a strange sensation of anticipation.
“Well.” Regina focused on Sarah with such intensity, Sarah had to Þ ght the urge to squirm. “Nicely done. The managers are impressed. I wanted you to know that it’s nice to have you back.”
• 54 •
FINDING HOME
Certain that the line held a double meaning but too tired to ask, Sarah inclined her head once in gratitude. “Thank you, Regina. I appreciate that.”
“Now, go home. You look exhausted.” Regina waved a hand at her as she turned away. “And stop worrying about your ex. You can do far better. It’s her loss.” With that, she was gone, her heels clicking a staccato rhythm down the hall until they faded away completely.
Sarah sat blinking, replaying the last three minutes in her head. Her loss, huh? Though Sarah certainly didn’t hide her sexuality in the workplace, she’d never realized that Regina Danvers paid even the slightest bit of attention to the personal lives of her employees. That she not only knew about Sarah’s preferences but seemed up to date on the status of her relationship made her feel something she couldn’t put her Þ nger on. Flattered?
Proud? Embarrassed?
Seems like the Sarah Buchanan we all know and love might actually be back, hmm?
Sarah knew she didn’t have the energy to analyze exactly what Regina was saying. Truth be told, it wasn’t all that hard to Þ gure out considering Sarah had spent a good six months of the last year as a shell of her former self. Now she felt like she might actually be taking some baby steps toward the tough, successful woman she’d once been. Finally. Were other people noticing as well?
Regardless, Regina was right about one thing. It was Karen’s loss. And it was high time Sarah started thinking that way, too.
• 55 •
• 56 •
FINDING HOME
CHAPTER SIX
The long July Fourth weekend was upon Sarah before she even realized it, but she was relieved, which was very unlike her. In the past, she’d never looked forward to time off, had never planned vacations ahead of time. Karen had always tried to get her to be more spontaneous, but her attempts were fruitless most of the time. Sarah wasn’t one for surprises. She needed to be fully aware of everything going on around her. But here she was now, alone. She had three days off and she was free to do whatever she wanted. Her parents were having a cookout on Saturday and she would go to that, but otherwise, she had nothing planned. It was a fact that would have freaked her out completely less than a year ago, because back then, she was a woman who had to have each day planned down to the second, and most of it involved work. But when Karen left, Sarah found herself to be a woman with no plan, and that had scared her to death.
Now the quiet pleasure she felt at the idea of having time to herself surprised her. Maybe she’d go see a movie. Maybe she’d go shopping or hit the Memorial Art Gallery. Maybe she’d lose herself in a good book. The possibilities were endless, and for the Þ rst time in as far back as she could remember, she was looking forward to just playing it by ear. It was a very different feeling
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for her and she wanted to sit with it a while, turn it around in her mind, really study it.
Friday was beautiful. Not too hot, not too cold, not a cloud in the sky, a great day to have off from work. Pulling her bike out of the back storage area was something Sarah hadn’t done in ages. She wasn’t even certain whether or not she’d done any riding last summer, though she had her doubts. If memory served, last summer had been spent moping, crying, and living in a general state of self-pity. She grabbed a wet cloth from the kitchen and gave the bike a thorough wipe-down, eliminating the accumulation of dust, cobwebs, and dead spiders, and feeling a strange sensation of anticipation.
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