Tell Me Something True (A MOUNT LAUREL ROMANCE #2) by Beth Andrews EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Beth Andrews
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“HEY THERE, HANDSOME,” A woman said from behind him. “It’s
been a long time.”
In the act of lifting his beer bottle to his mouth, Miles Jennings
froze. He knew that voice. Would recognize it anywhere.
He just hadn’t thought he’d ever hear it again.
He sure as hell hadn’t thought he’d hear it in his hometown of Mount
Laurel, let alone at The Cockeyed Chameleon on a random Thursday night.
Just when he started to think fate was done messing with him, it ripped
the rug out from underneath him, knocking him off his feet.
It liked to prove it was in charge that way.
But while he’d learned he couldn’t control everything that happened to
him, he could control his own actions. He had choices. In what he said and
did. He had free will.
He had his pride.
And nothing was going to take that away from him.
She wasn’t going to take it from him. Not again.
He refused to show his shock. Wouldn’t let her know how unsettled he
was.
How eager he was to see her again.
Instead, he finished raising his beer to his mouth. Took a long pull, the
action slow.
Rude.
She deserved it for showing up here after walking out on him without a
word ten years ago. For sneaking up on him when he’d been watching the
Pirates’ game on the TV above the bar and minding his own goddamn
business.
Setting the beer down, he took a deep, quiet inhale and braced himself for
whatever hell was about to be wrought. Then he turned.
As soon as he met her blue eyes, everything inside of him went still.
Calm. The incessant chatter in his head for once went silent.
He took refuge in that moment. The quiet. The peace.
He wished he could stay there, in that place where he had no worries.
Where he wasn’t constantly on guard. Where the past didn’t exist and the
present wasn’t slowly, inevitably about to unfold in a way guaranteed to
take a chunk out of that pride he’d been trying so hard to hold onto.
But all too soon, sound returned in the form of low murmurs of
conversation going on around him, the soft clinking of glasses, and Cheap
Trick’s “Surrender” playing through the bar’s sound system.
“Tabitha. What are you doing here?”
“It’s good to see you,” she said, soft and sweet to his sharp and surly.
Evading his question.
Sipping his beer, he let his eyes drift over her, skimming up her legs, past
the flare of her waist, the curve of her breasts. His fingers curled as he took
in her face, his gaze touching briefly on the angle of her jaw, the arch of her
brows.
She’d changed.
Her hair, once a bright, sunny blonde, had deepened to a rich golden hue.
Her face was slimmer, her cheekbones more pronounced. Her hips were
curvier, her breasts fuller.
Gone was the pretty eighteen-year-old girl who’d rarely used more than
mascara and lip balm. Who’d lived in faded, ripped jeans, second-hand
concert tees, and battered Converse sneakers. Whose hair was either clipped
up in a messy bun or loose and curling wildly around her face.
In her place stood a fully grown woman with carefully applied makeup,
her eyeliner subtly winged, her lips a muted red. Her hair was slicked back
into a neat knot, and she wore a skinny black skirt that hugged her hips and
ended just above her knees, a thin red belt, a silky white button up shirt, and
four-inch-high red heels.
Yeah. She sure as hell had changed.
Goddamn her.
Gone was the girl he’d known. The girl he’d been in love with.
It wasn’t just that she’d changed—after a fucking decade, he expected no
less.
And it wasn’t the physical changes he could so clearly see that pissed him
off.
It was because this new version of Tabitha Ewings—if Ewings was still
her last name—was a stranger.
And it was going to replace the image of her he’d held in his head all
these years.
The image he’d learned to live with when he’d had to learn to live
without her.
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