Filed to story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
“no”
and tossed his phone on the bed only to have it ding and there was a picture of her with just her underwear on.
“You sure?”
the text with it read,
“I’m good for it.”
“I’m certain, didn’t really enjoy the s*x last time. Delete my number, I’m not husband material,”
He sent. Making himself perfectly clear, he then blocked her number. He’d never saved it to his phone. She was always the one to text him. The girl, it seemed, didn’t know how to hit the dial button and actually speak to him. He was old school in that way and liked being able to actually talk to a woman. This new generation didn’t really do that, it was all texting and sexting and social media posts. They wanted everyone to know about everything they did in their lives. It had bugged him, when she’d posted pictures of him on their two dates. I’m dating Calvin Reeves.”
It had been tagged.
He’d had his tech department hack it and shut it down very quickly. He’d called her and told her if she did it again without his permission, she’d regret it, and so would her father’s bank. He’d move his money else where and tell her father why.
Marylin
Checking into the hotel in Houston was really weird for her. The staff here at reception were all staring at her.
As she stood in their foyer in line waiting to be served, her boys were off with Lisa. They’d been busting to go to the bathroom. It had been a long drive out here, but this was the last book signing she had to do and then her nice quiet life could go back to just that.
The lady at the counter waved her to step up to the counter and Marilyn greeted her,
“Hi, Marilyn Riddley checking in.”
she smiled.
The lady frowned a little, then stated
“The author, Marilyn Riddley?”
“Yes,”
she nodded.
Though she heard another murmur,
“She looks just like Marrin Reeves, don’t you think?”
And turned to frown at them, and had to shake it off. She focused back on the lady serving her.
“There will be two rooms. My agent is with me. She’s just ducked off to the bathroom.”
The reservation was checked, and she signed and filled in her details. The lady took her credit card and read it, saw it had her name Marilyn Riddley on it and swiped it and handed it back,
“For room service charges.”
“I’m aware.”
She nodded and collected the keycards for the room she and the boys would have, as well as the one for Lisa, her agent was booked into the room next to hers. As she walked away she heard another comment from those at the reception desk,
“It said Marilyn Riddley on the credit card!”
She turned and looked at them with a slight frown, and they were all looking at her, well, staring at her to be. exact. She headed for the elevator and saw Lisa and the boys coming back this way. She raised a hand, and they made their way to her.
The elevator opened, and the couple in there stopped and stared at her and the woman hissed
“Isn’t that Marrin Reeves?”
to her husband.
“Looks like her,”
he stated, and she frowned at the two of them as he escorted his wife from the elevator, and Lisa looked at her questioningly.
“I don’t know.”
She shrugged, but as they all stepped in and turned around, there were many out there staring at her.
“Now that is weird,”
Callum stated when the doors closed.
“People don’t normally stare at you like that mum.”
“Agreed.”
Lisa murmured.
“I wonder who Marrin Reeves is?”
