KIND OF A DIRTY TALKER (THE MCGUIRE BROTHERS #6) BY LILI VALENTE – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lili Valente
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- Genre: Contemporary romance
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TESSA MARLEY GRAY MARTIN
A woman having the worst second date ever.
And maybe…her last second date ever?
Eighteen months earlier…
I’m freaking out over nothing.
I’ve listened to too many true crime podcasts at work while
chopping vegetables.
That’s all this is—my morbid imagination running away with me.
Carl isn’t a bad guy! He’s an accountant and accountants are never bad.
People who get turned on by spreadsheets and tax codes aren’t built for
murder and mayhem. That would be way too much excitement for such an
orderly brain.
To be frank, Carl is, well…
Carl is boring.
Dull as rocks. About as much fun as watching paint dry. If televised golf
and the line at the DMV had a baby, it would still be more exciting than
Carl.
But Carl is also a forty-year-old man looking for a woman close to his
own age—a rare creature in my current dating ecosystem. He’s in great
shape, owns his own home a few towns over, and thinks it’s “cute” that I’ve
skipped Botox and let the smile lines around my eyes run wild. He doesn’t
mind that I’m fifteen pounds overweight, even though I jog four days a
week after work, and best of all?
He loves hiking as much as I do.
That’s how we came to be here, nearly eight miles into a national forest
on a lovely, crisp fall afternoon, all alone, without another soul in sight. The
trails closer to the parking area are always busy, but out here, in the
backwoods, the vibe is different. The words I would usually use to describe
it are “peaceful” and “uplifting.”
There’s nothing I love more than being on a trail with the breeze in my
hair and the sun on my face. Out in nature, all my problems feel smaller. I
feel small, but in the best way.
But the usual peace isn’t with me today. There’s been something…off
with Carl since we reached the ridge overlooking the valley. His tepid
attempts at conversation have grown stone cold, he’s stopped looking over
his shoulder to nod or smile, and when I asked him if he thought we’d taken
a wrong turn, he ignored me completely.
Even though I repeated myself.
Twice.
Run, the inner voice hisses between my ears. Turn around and run and
don’t look back until you reach the ranger’s station.
I chew my bottom lip, pulse thready as I glance down at the map again.
But the slick brochure from the trail entrance hasn’t magically rearranged
itself in the past five minutes. It still says we should have turned left, not
right, at Walrus Rock, a hunk of granite that looks just like a Walrus, right
down to the spiky “teeth” formations on its front.
When we stopped to take in the view by the landmark, I caught Carl
running his fingers over the sharp, stone “tusks” in a way that set my
stomach to churning. And that was before he insisted the smaller trail was a
shortcut that would lead us back to the parking lot before it gets dark and
took off into the woods, refusing to stop and look at the map.
Run! The inner voice screeches again.
But I can’t run.
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