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answered tightly.
“I’ll take Eddie over his jacket,’ Joy said, after quickly picking her coat out from the pile and putting it on.
Nick held Diana’s coat for her. He’d intended to do the same for Joy, but she hadn’t given him a chance. Couldn’t she see that Eddie DeMarco was all wrong for her?
Joy was waiting at the door, and Nick escorted both women out. The car he’d rented at the airport was parked six cars down from the door of Gillie’s. It was windy and icy cold outside. Nick noticed Diana crossed her hands over her head to keep her hair in place while Joy’s hair blew every which way as her hands were girded around her chest to keep warm. He thought of putting his arm around her, but didn’t try. How much of a jerk was he looking to make of himself? If she wanted Eddie, she wanted Eddie.
Joy stood aside along with Diana while Nick swung open the passenger door and the back seat door. Automatically Joy got into the back. Just as automatically Diana sat down in front.
Nick closed both doors and went around to the driver’s side. He started the car, put the heater on and adjusted the rearview mirror to cover more of the back seat.
Joy’s eyes met his in the rearview mirror. She could see herself, as well, and just how wild the wind had made her hair. She did what she could to fix it with her fingers.
“I can’t wait for Kevin to see my wedding gown,” Diana said, beginning a conversation while Nick drove. And Joy just sat.
“I’m still worried about tripping over the train,” Diana continued.
“You’re not going to trip over the train,” Joy assured her sister as Diana looked back to her for a guarantee.
“I hope not,” Diana said with a sigh, facing forward again.
Joy imagined herself in Diana’s wedding gown. It was exactly the gown she would have chosen for herself. She had in fact been the one to select it for Diana.
Nick turned the radio on, as Diana grew quiet.
Joy leaned her head on an angle upon the seat of the car. Tired, Joy closed her eyes.
“Nick says he’s willing to carry you upstairs.” Diana leaned toward Joy, shaking her elbow gently. “Do you want to get up? Or do you want Nick to demonstrate his muscles?” There was a giggle in Diana’s voice.
“What!” Joy rose with a start. “Are we home?”
Diana nodded and backed out of the door, making way as Nick reached in to help Joy out of the car.
Joy pushed his hands aside, getting out on her own. She was shaky as she stood.
“It’s freezing,” Diana said over her shoulder, rushing up the driveway to the front door.
A gust of wind nearly knocked Joy over.
Nick caught Joy to him with one arm, bracketing her against his side. “I really wouldn’t mind carrying you.” His voice was soft, low and sexy.
“Find yourself some other way to show off for Diana,” Joy snapped, pulling free to walk on her own. She was as much cranky as she was tired. And she was good and angry. Somehow she’d started dating Eddie DeMarco again. She didn’t want to be dating Eddie DeMarco.
Once in the house she marched past Nick and Diana and went straight up the stairs not bothering to take off her coat.
Diana opened the hall closet and hung up her coat. “I’m going up. Are you?”
Nick was too edgy to even think of going to sleep. “Not yet,”
“Well, good night. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Good night.”
Nick took off his jacket, hung it up, then checked his watch. It was a little after eleven. Taking his wallet from the back pocket of his slacks, Nick pulled out his phone calling card. He went into the kitchen and dialed.
“Hello,” Teddy Falco said, after the fourth ring.
“You can kill me if I woke you,” Nick said contritely. He’d been just about to hang up.
“Nick?”
“Yeah.”
“If you were here I could kill you,” Teddy ribbed. “In what godforsaken place are you?”
“I’m on Long Island. In Greenport. Did I wake up Quinn?” Nick asked, referring to Teddy’s wife.
“You
“I’ll take Eddie over his jacket,’ Joy said, after quickly picking her coat out from the pile and putting it on.
Nick held Diana’s coat for her. He’d intended to do the same for Joy, but she hadn’t given him a chance. Couldn’t she see that Eddie DeMarco was all wrong for her?
Joy was waiting at the door, and Nick escorted both women out. The car he’d rented at the airport was parked six cars down from the door of Gillie’s. It was windy and icy cold outside. Nick noticed Diana crossed her hands over her head to keep her hair in place while Joy’s hair blew every which way as her hands were girded around her chest to keep warm. He thought of putting his arm around her, but didn’t try. How much of a jerk was he looking to make of himself? If she wanted Eddie, she wanted Eddie.
Joy stood aside along with Diana while Nick swung open the passenger door and the back seat door. Automatically Joy got into the back. Just as automatically Diana sat down in front.
Nick closed both doors and went around to the driver’s side. He started the car, put the heater on and adjusted the rearview mirror to cover more of the back seat.
Joy’s eyes met his in the rearview mirror. She could see herself, as well, and just how wild the wind had made her hair. She did what she could to fix it with her fingers.
“I can’t wait for Kevin to see my wedding gown,” Diana said, beginning a conversation while Nick drove. And Joy just sat.
“I’m still worried about tripping over the train,” Diana continued.
“You’re not going to trip over the train,” Joy assured her sister as Diana looked back to her for a guarantee.
“I hope not,” Diana said with a sigh, facing forward again.
Joy imagined herself in Diana’s wedding gown. It was exactly the gown she would have chosen for herself. She had in fact been the one to select it for Diana.
Nick turned the radio on, as Diana grew quiet.
Joy leaned her head on an angle upon the seat of the car. Tired, Joy closed her eyes.
“Nick says he’s willing to carry you upstairs.” Diana leaned toward Joy, shaking her elbow gently. “Do you want to get up? Or do you want Nick to demonstrate his muscles?” There was a giggle in Diana’s voice.
“What!” Joy rose with a start. “Are we home?”
Diana nodded and backed out of the door, making way as Nick reached in to help Joy out of the car.
Joy pushed his hands aside, getting out on her own. She was shaky as she stood.
“It’s freezing,” Diana said over her shoulder, rushing up the driveway to the front door.
A gust of wind nearly knocked Joy over.
Nick caught Joy to him with one arm, bracketing her against his side. “I really wouldn’t mind carrying you.” His voice was soft, low and sexy.
“Find yourself some other way to show off for Diana,” Joy snapped, pulling free to walk on her own. She was as much cranky as she was tired. And she was good and angry. Somehow she’d started dating Eddie DeMarco again. She didn’t want to be dating Eddie DeMarco.
Once in the house she marched past Nick and Diana and went straight up the stairs not bothering to take off her coat.
Diana opened the hall closet and hung up her coat. “I’m going up. Are you?”
Nick was too edgy to even think of going to sleep. “Not yet,”
“Well, good night. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Good night.”
Nick took off his jacket, hung it up, then checked his watch. It was a little after eleven. Taking his wallet from the back pocket of his slacks, Nick pulled out his phone calling card. He went into the kitchen and dialed.
“Hello,” Teddy Falco said, after the fourth ring.
“You can kill me if I woke you,” Nick said contritely. He’d been just about to hang up.
“Nick?”
“Yeah.”
“If you were here I could kill you,” Teddy ribbed. “In what godforsaken place are you?”
“I’m on Long Island. In Greenport. Did I wake up Quinn?” Nick asked, referring to Teddy’s wife.
“You
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