Can an ex-wife and a teenage daughter spoil their happiness or will it make them stronger than ever?
that led upstairs to her room. Her gently swaying hips and auburn hair bouncingÂ across her shoulders caught his eye, that was certain. These Louisiana girlsÂ were quite pretty, especially when they were part Creole and part Irish.
wide smile infectious as everything else about her.
hands in his pockets to help hide their shaking. It had been a long time sinceÂ heâ€™d taken a beautiful woman out to dinner.
with her auburn hair.
the railing and began to ascend the steps.
the back seat, pulling out a cardboard tube. â€œYouâ€™ll need this.â€ He handed herÂ the tube then reached into his back pocket and retrieved his wallet. When heÂ handed her the plastic card, their hands touched, and for a moment he wanted toÂ pull her in and kiss her plump lips. Instead, he left his hand just a littleÂ longer on hers so he could pull in all the energy he felt from her, from herÂ touch. â€œHere,â€ he said softly.
to his car, he wondered if sheâ€™d call him back and ask him up to her room. ButÂ that was just plain ludicrous. What young, beautiful woman, who youâ€™d just onlyÂ met, would do that?