Foolish Mistakes by Jeana E. Mann EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Jeana E. Mann
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DAKOTA – NOW
ON A cold spring morning, I stepped into Joe’s Java Junction and shook
the rain from my hair. At the order counter, a tall gentleman took his
cup of coffee and turned toward me. Our gazes connected with the
impact of two colliding automobiles. He froze in his steps, lips pursed to
blow on the hot liquid, and drew in a sharp, startled breath.
I stared into a set of familiar eyes over the rim of his cup as he took a sip.
Recognition flared then extinguished in their depths. A tremor of panic shook
my fingers, and I fought to maintain my composure. In all the years I’d lived
in the city, I’d never once run into anyone from my past. I took comfort in the
anonymity of living far from the small town where I’d grown up. In
retrospect, I’d been a fool to believe my past was forgotten or that I could
escape it so easily.
We stood facing each other, shocked into wordlessness, until a woman
touched his arm. She was tall, slender, and immaculate in a tight black pencil
skirt and high-heeled pumps. Blonde hair formed a perfect chignon at the
nape of her neck. I smoothed a self-conscious hand over my brown hair,
frizzy from the rain, and tried not to think about how it must look. Her gaze
flicked from the man to me and back to the man again.
“Samuel?” The low, cultured tone of her voice speaking his name sent a
shiver down my back. “We’re going to be late.”
His gaze disconnected from mine. I swallowed and stepped back, giving
him a polite smile. He didn’t reciprocate. Instead, he turned to the woman
and nodded, his hand resting on the small of her back. The contact was warm
and intimate, the same way he’d touched me long ago. My chest tightened
with emotions I’d thought forgotten.
“Samuel.” This time, the woman’s voice held a note of annoyance.
Once upon a time, this man and I had been more than acquaintances.
He’d been the center of my universe, and I’d been his wife. I knew the way
his hands felt on me, the way he looked when he came during sex, the way
his skin tasted in the morning after his shower. Now we were nothing more
than strangers with a shared past, brushing shoulders in a coffee shop, before
moving onto our respective lives.
“Miss? What can I get for you?” By the narrowing of the barista’s eyes,
she’d asked me more than once.
“Sugar-free vanilla non-fat latte with a double shot.” Although my lips
formed the words, my gaze followed the back of Sam’s black trench coat out
the door. He was taller than I remembered, his shoulders broader and his hair
blonder. His driver met him on the sidewalk with an umbrella and ushered
him to a silver BMW with blackout windows, the blonde at his side. I lifted a
hand to the thin chain around my neck and fingered the plain gold band
suspended on the end.
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