If Wishes Were Horses. Carolyn McSparren
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Название: If Wishes Were Horses
Автор: Carolyn McSparren
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
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Liz, who usually loved parties and liked meeting new people, found herself strangely absentminded. Mike Whitten was late. She was curious about his date. Probably some long-stemmed beauty with painted toenails and expensively streaked hair.
At seven the silver Volvo pulled into the parking lot. Liz held her breath. Mike climbed out and walked around to open the passenger-side door. Liz blinked. He was wearing tight black jeans, a black linen shirt open at the neck and polished loafers without socks. He really did have a great body. She gulped, saw the woman emerging from the car and began to laugh.
Melba Hannaford climbed out and pulled a new sleeping bag and duffel from the back seat. She loaded Mike down with his daughter’s gear, turned, saw Liz, smiled and waved. Mike saw her at the same moment. He frowned.
“This is against my better judgment.” he said without preamble.
“Good grief, why?” Liz asked.
“Pat sleeps in filtered ionized air. She’s not used to sleeping on the floor surrounded by dust and pets.”
“Maybe it’s time she started.” Liz took the duffel off Mike’s arm. “Come on, Melba, meet the crowd.” She led them into the party.
Mike hated parties. He was lousy at making small talk with strangers. He glowered. That generally kept people at a distance.
Not tonight. A tall, graying man with a cherubic face and pink cheeks strode up to him with hand outstretched. “Hey, Mike. You may not remember me. I’m Kevin Womack. Your locker is two down from me at the club.”
Womack clapped a hand on Mike’s shoulder and began to introduce him around. Everyone was speaking at once and seemed to be having a great time. Mike searched the crowd for Pat, who had vanished.
“She’s in the hayloft with Janey,” Vic said from behind his left shoulder. Mike began to make his way through the crowd. He wanted to see his daughter.
As he turned the corner, he heard one Edenvale father say to a rotund, middle-aged man, “That’s Michael Whitten. Increased the endowment three hundred percent. I’m glad he’s on our side. I hear he’s a bad enemy.” Mike smiled grimly. At least his reputation . was intact.
“Pat?” he called up to the hayloft. He was answered by a pair of squeals. A moment later two heads, Pat’s and a dark girl’s, appeared over the edge of the hayloft.
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