The Perfect Wife. Judy Duarte
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Название: The Perfect Wife
Автор: Judy Duarte
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Vintage Cherish
isbn: 9781472090140
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They’d had a good excuse for not attending, Carly supposed. But it was still weird seeing the Bannings’ family and friends fill the pews on both sides of the church.
She’d been disappointed, of course. But she’d also been relieved, knowing she wouldn’t have to stress about Shelby acting up and creating a scene during the wedding.
However, Bo was right.
“I’ll give my mom a call tonight,” she told him.
But she wouldn’t push too hard about her flying to New York. A part of Carly liked keeping her past at a healthy distance from her present.
“How about you?” she asked, wanting to get the focus off her family, her humble beginnings. “Do you have brothers and sisters?”
“Only brothers. Three of them. Pete, Jr., Rick and J.J.”
“Are you close?”
“Yeah.” He grinned, fondness for his family lighting up his eyes. “My folks encouraged a healthy competition among us, especially in sports. But they also fostered a strong sense of loyalty. So we might rib each other unmercifully at times, but that doesn’t mean we didn’t cheer each other on—not just in sports, but in school and now in the real world.”
Carly found his love of family touching and decided she’d like to meet them someday, to see what kind of people had created such a nice guy.
As the two of them sipped their wine, they made small talk.
Carly was charmed by Bo’s sweetness, by the sense of humor she hadn’t realized he had.
Before she could offer to pour more wine, he placed his empty glass on the coffee table and stood. “I probably ought to get going.”
“Oh,” she said, not at all ready for him to leave yet. “All right.” She followed his lead, going through the polite, thanks-for-stopping-by motions.
But it had been ages since she’d…well, since she’d felt as at ease with someone. She enjoyed Bo’s company, not to mention his smile and the way her pulse fluttered whenever she caught his eye.
Gosh, maybe Molly and Rebecca had been right.
There was life after divorce.
But what if Bo didn’t come back? What if she’d done something, said something, to run him off?
Her mind scampered around, searching for some reason to invite him back—an excuse that didn’t sound as though she was interested in more than his friendship. After all, she wasn’t entirely sure her marriage was over. But she liked Bo and looked forward to seeing him again.
She wasn’t sure how to orchestrate something like that, other than come up with a bogus project she could hire him to do.
“You know,” she said, creating a feasible ploy on the spot, “I’ve been wanting a built-in bookcase in this room. I don’t suppose you have time to make one for me?”
He scanned the den, eyeing the walls, the ceiling. “Sure, I can do it. Why don’t I come by on Monday? I can measure the area and show you some wood samples.”
“Sounds good,” she said, feeling as though she’d scored, even if it was by default.
She led him to the front door, and as he stepped past her, his gaze snagged hers. Something—God only knew what—passed between them. Something she could almost touch.
“But it’ll have to be bright and early on Monday morning,” he added.
“That’s not a problem.”
“It isn’t?” he asked. “You’re not an early bird by nature.”
No, she wasn’t. But she hadn’t been sleeping well lately and often had the coffee brewing before dawn.
“I’ll be awake.”
And looking forward to seeing him again.
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