C J Corbin [Destiny 02] Revealing Destiny (epub)

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.” I turned the page and continued, “Opening Scene: Focus in on our heroine - Wendy Bolton is tied to an office chair inside an empty cavernous warehouse…”Looking up at him, I clinked my champagne glass with his.“They have the beginning correct, now let’s see what they did with the rest.” I took a sip, “Mmmm… this is good.I suppose you just happened to have this in the pantry?”Michael bent over and kissed me.“Of course, babe,” he laughed, “And I had to scour three markets to find it today.”A knock at the back door interrupted our revelry.“Who could that be?”Grinning, he went to open the back door.“Just a little surprise for you.”“Hey darling, whatcha doing?” The voices of my girlfriend Debi and her husband Don greeted me as they walked into the kitchen.Michael came up behind them.“I invited Debi and Don for dinner tonight to celebrate with us.Annie and Frank are coming over too.”“Oh!” I exclaimed, hugging both of my closest friends.Debi's hug took my breath away, it always did.The top of her dark blond head barely reaching my shoulders.Don not much taller than Debi held my arms out from my sides and perused me up and down."Yeah.Definitely pregnant," he proclaimed.I pushed his shoulder, "You can't tell like that." I giggled."I'm right, aren't I?" He chuckled.I shook my head and rolled my eyes."Debi, I don't know how you put up with your silly man."Debi winked at me, "He has his good ass.ets." We laughed as she drew out the word.“Why don’t you girls go on into living room and let us guys handle getting dinner ready.” Michael handed them both beers he had retrieved from the refrigerator.The boys didn’t get any argument from us.We settled into the large black leather couch in the living room.The weather had cleared up during the day and we enjoyed watching the sun slowly set behind the mountain, the sky turning a flamboyant red and purple.Streams of pale light filtered in between the trees and a chill set in as the shadows deepened.This was the reason I loved living in Mintock - being away from the hustle of a big city, running with the dogs along the lakeshore, and having my best friends close.Debi and I had met in high school in our home town of Torrance, in southern California.During the summers, I would come up to Mintock to stay with my aunt Ruth and met Don and his family.Debi started coming with me and fell in love with Don.I loved this dear friend of mine, who had stood right with me through all the difficulties of my life, including my disastrous first marriage.She knew me better than most and I could always count on her to be in my court.Debi’s tortoise shell-colored eyes stared at me, as if to prompt me to dish.I smiled and tucked my feet under me.“I’m feeling pretty spoiled right now.”Debi’s round face nodded.“You should feel that way.I’m sure the man in that kitchen is planning to spoil you for the rest of your life.Now let’s see the ring!”I stuck out my left hand to her.“Isn’t it beautiful?” The platinum ring had a two-carat, princess-cut center stone with matching channel-set diamonds and rows of pave’ diamonds down the sides.Debi’s lips made a big ‘O.’ “You know that cost a small fortune.It is certainly very shiny and I’m jealous.”“Can you believe it, Debi? I’m pregnant, engaged, and my book is being made into a movie!” I marveled.“Michael is so happy about the baby, too.I was afraid to tell him.”“I don’t know why - you know how much he loves kids.It's evident he cherishes you as well.”"I didn’t think he’d want to start a whole new family.Now that Tammy and Katy are both in college, he had talked about traveling.In fact, he’ll be up in Canada visiting the polar bears in March for several weeks.The project he’s doing with the San Diego Zoo finally received approval from the Canadian government.I'm a little afraid that he'll feel tied down again with a new baby.”Our attention diverted to the dogs barking and a commotion in the kitchen.Don’s parents had arrived.Frank was Mintock’s police chief and Annie, an elder with the local Native American tribal counsel of the Pomo people, was my second mom.After my mother passed away several years ago, she had taken me under her wing.She came out of the kitchen first, her arms wide open for a hug.Dressed in her jeans, cowboy boots, and denim shirt, her slim body moved quickly across the room.She hugged us together.I could see tears in her eyes as she looked at me, which, of course, started my own waterworks.“Oh Mija! I am so happy for you and Michael,” she said, hugging me even tighter.Even though I towered over her tiny five-foot frame, her hugs made me feel enveloped somehow.Her little nickname for me, meaning “daughter” in Spanish, was always special to me [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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