The Perfect Someday (A standalone novel ~ Book three in The Mathews Family)

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You should probably eat too. You’re going to need your strength.”
     
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    “Bout time.” JC grumbled under her breath, rising from a table and excusing herself from two very handsome young men. “I thought I was going to have to send out Search and Rescue.”
    “It doesn’t look like you have much to complain about.” Tracy teased nodding toward the dejected looking men. Most of the wedding guests had departed and only a handful remained at the bar. Her gaze shifted, following Giovanni as he entered the restaurant beside the chapel, tracking down a waiter who’d been working the reception.
    “Ye ah they’re nice, but Nikos,” JC made a sour face pointing to the taller of the two, “Great dancer, but a horrible kisser. How’d you make out with Giovanni? I was starting to worry about you.”
    Heat warmed her chest, spreading from her toes to the top of her head. “Sorry I didn’t mean to make you worry. He’s…amazing.”
    “ Now I know how you must feel every time I run off with a hot guy. I seriously turned into Mom for a minute.”
    She suspected even her little sister had never experienced a date like tonight. JC abided to a strict set of dating rules and first dates on ly got as far as making out. And she dated a lot.
    “We’re rever sing roles. That’s a first.”
    “Ha! ” JC’s laughter floated over the empty dance floor. She untied her mask and tucked it in her purse. Propping her arm over the back of the chair, she pointing past the gated side entrance toward the street, spouting proudly, “The reception ended thirty minutes ago. I even called for a cab, it’s waiting out front”
    Tracy spotted Giovanni through the window. Their eyes locked and Tracy flushed hard, giggling softly.
    “ The driver’s been waiting for about ten minutes. I knew you’d be impressed, that’s usually your job.”
    “I am impressed.” Tracy paused , the glow of hanging lanterns on the terrace illuminating the reality of her situation. “But, I’m going to stay with Giovanni tonight.”
    JC’s head snapped in surprise. Her eyes narrowed, glaring at Tracy. “Bullshit!”
    “Look, I’m a big girl.”
    JC gripped her upper arm, spinning Tracy toward the light, scrutinizing her disheveled appearance. “What the hell have you been doing?”
    “I don’t need to spell it out for you. I really like him. I’ll meet you back at the hotel in plenty of time to pack for our flight.” She noticed Giovanni crossing the now empty dance floor with a plate of food and two waters.
    “Have you been drinking?”
    “What? No!” Tracy shrugged one shoulder, scoffing off the accusation in her sister’s tone. “I had a couple of glasses of wine. I’m fine.”
    Giovanni joined them at the table, offering Tracy a water and half of a warm panino made of baguette. He twisted the cap of her bottle. “Did you enjoy the reception?”
    JC snubbed him, completely disregarding his question. “You are not staying the night with him. ”
    Tracy stiffened. Her eyes widened in resentment to her little sister’s offensiveness. Giovanni settled his palm on the small of her back, rubbing in small circles.
    “ Knock it off. Don’t be rude.” Tracy bit back.
    “We don’t do that.” JC stated frankly, flipping her finger back-and-forth between them.
    Taken off guard by JC’s highhandedness, her pulse slammed heavily at the vein on the side of her neck. Tracy and JC were only two years apart. She never judged her little sister’s incessant flirting because most of the time it was harmless. But occasionally Tracy needed to act like an overbearing mother in order to keep her out of trouble when they traveled. And it was never the other way around.
    “No,” Tracy said candidly in a low voice . She set the water and panino on the table. “You don’t do that. I understand why you have your list of rules to keep you in check, but I don’t need to abide by them.”
    JC raked a grim observation over the couple. Tracy

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