Wrecked (Stories of Serendipity #8): #8

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calling to thank her for a good time. Renae didn’t answer. She was perfectly capable of reliving the experience without hearing his voice. His sultry voice that sounded like velvet caressing her skin.
    She shuddered at the memory of their lovemaking. Sex, she corrected herself. She’d never experienced sex like that, only watched it in movies. Slow, tender kisses and whispered terms of endearment. She would treasure the memories for the rest of her life. There was no way she’d be able to pick up another guy like Jason at the Gin. That night was not meant to be repeated.
    Only savored in memories.
    Getting dressed, Renae thought about what she could do today. She was restless as usual and didn’t know what to do with herself. By herself.
    Renae toyed with the idea of calling Jason back, spending more time with him if he wanted. If every time they were together was like last night, she’d be hopelessly in love with him before his two weeks in Serendipity were up. Either that or completely addicted to sex with him. Either way, when he left, she’d be in horrible shape.
    Deciding it was late enough to call Kelly, she dialed the number.
    A sleepy voice answered. “-’lo?”
    “Good morning, Sunshine. Did I wake you?” She knew she had. Kelly was not a morning person.
    “Yeah…”
    “Did you do something last night?”
    “Yeah. Went to a party.” She heard the crack and fizz of a soda being opened and tried not to think about her daughter at college parties. Not yet. That was one thing she wasn’t sure she could stomach.
    “Was it fun?”
    She heard gulping on the other end of the phone followed by an “Ahhh… yeah. There were people there I hadn’t met before. I’m making a lot of new friends. But so is Chelsea, so we’re good.”
    “Is Chelsea making the same friends you are?” Chelsea was a friend from high school who had gone to Stephen F. Austin University with Kelly. Renae hoped and prayed having the familiar friend there with her would keep Kelly grounded and help her to rein in the party tendencies that seemed to strike all college students. Renae had never been to college, so all she knew was what she saw on TV and read in the news.
    “Yeah. Some. We’re supposed to go to the library today.” Another gulp of soda met Renae’s ears. “Thanks for waking me up, Mom. I need a shower.”
    “Okay, sweetie. Have a great day, I’ll call you tomorrow. Have you found the student church groups yet?” God, she felt hypocritical asking her daughter about church after the night she’d had last night.
    “Yeah, I have. I’m planning on trying one tomorrow. Talk to you later.”
    “I love you, Kelly.”
    “Love you, too, Mom.”
    If it was possible, Renae felt even worse after hanging up the phone. Before she’d put it down, it rang again. Looking at the caller ID, she saw it was Jason again. She let it go to voicemail and then listened to it.
    “Look, Renae, I’m sorry if I took things too far last night, but I had a great time with you. I want to see you again, and we don’t have to… do all that stuff, if you don’t want to… I just want to… talk… I’m not ready to say good-bye yet… Call me, please?”
    She didn’t.

Chapter 10

    J ason didn’t call her more than six times. He couldn’t bring himself to do it. It was obvious he’d done something wrong somewhere, and she didn’t want to see him again. He just didn’t know what he’d done, and he wasn’t going to beg her to tell him. He’d been with lots of women. Hell, he was over forty, a certified bachelor. Of course he’d bedded a lot of women.
    But he’d thought Renae was different.
    A week went by, and when he should have been packing his things to go back to Houston, Jason found himself going back home to pack his things to move to Serendipity. It wouldn’t be all bad. Serendipity, with its bevy of established homes and lack of new cookie-cutter houses had an air of established permanence. For a reason as yet unknown

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