Friday, July 6, 2018

#Freebie #Friday Excerpt: MUST HAVE FAITH by Deborah Garland #Romance

Today's excerpt is from Must Have Faith by Deborah Garland
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Greg and Faith drove in silence until reaching Darling Cove’s one and only diner. Inside, Faith dragged her laptop out of her work bag and placed it on the table.
“I’m waiting to approve a package,” she said to excuse the rude clunky device sitting between them.
After the waitress poured them some coffee, Greg’s eyes wandered to the laptop’s home screen. Without asking, he reached across and opened the folder in the bottom right hand corner.
“Hey, no peeking!” she said, trying to nudge the laptop away from him.
“I saw a picture of myself. I have a right to see how those party shots came out.” His determined smile won him the device. “I want to see how ridiculous I looked in that suit.”
“I don’t think it’s possible to look ridiculous in Prada.” She tugged the laptop back. “Keep it in the center so we can both look.”
“Fine,” he said, and masterfully swiped at her cursor pad, knowing exactly how to open the pictures.
When she left, he’d been using a flip phone.
“That’s my favorite,” she said behind a mug of coffee pointing to one of just the Mallory’s. “But I’m biased.”
His warm smile hinted that he agreed. She liked how Greg had been looking at her. This might be easier than she imagined, being friends with him. Even if there was still an enormous amount of tension since the kissing and touching in her bed.
“Okay, I have to ask.” She placed her hand on top of his to stop at the picture of Andrew. “What’s up with that?”
Greg turned a cautious expression toward her. “Are you going to be yet another woman in this town who’s gushing over ex-model Andrew?”
She smiled, delighted in his discomfort. “There’re two types of handsome. There’s Andrew, but that borders on unrealistic.” Her fingers wandered across the thumbnails underneath and activated a photo of him smiling at Gwen. “He’s clearly so in love with her, though.”
Greg, appearing to bite the inside of his mouth nodded. “It looks that way.”
“Good for her.” She leaned in to whisper, “What happened with her ex-husband Dan?”
“He left.” Greg took a sip of his coffee and looked away.
“Just took off? No explanation?” she asked and a moment later realized her incredulous tone hinted that taking off was okay, so long as an explanation was provided. Like she had. Her eyes widened, and she steadied herself for an onslaught of accusations.
Greg only shrugged his shoulders. “What’s the other kind of a handsome?”
“Huh?” She was shocked he changed the subject.
He put his chipped mug down, folded his arms and leaned back. “You said, there’re two kinds of handsome. That…and what else?”
She leaned back as well, letting his intense green eyes consume her. Was he trying to coax her into admitting just how gorgeous she thought he was? “Then there’s a rugged and a smoldering kind of handsome, like...”
Greg blinked, waiting for her to finish.
“Like you, Greg.”
He cleared his throat. “I wasn’t fishing for that.”