Filed to story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
“Marrin?”
he called out angrily, wanting her to turn and look at him, to know he understood exactly who she was. Yet again, she didn’t turn and look at him. It wasn’t like her name was so common that she would hear it being called on the street all the time.
It had been common back in the 2000s but no one used it now. It was considered unpopular and rare even. Just something else he’d liked about the woman he’d married, that her name wasn’t heard all the time in passing. If he did hear it, it usually meant they were talking about his wife, or she was right there.
He shoved off his car after a minute, not liking the disrespect she was showing towards him, and he stalked down the street watching the two women. He heard Lisa state she’d get her a cup of coffee, and heard how Rin’s voice was a little on the hoarse side, likely from talking non??top for the past few hours.
Wil was already mad and annoyed with him as his friend, but even more as his lawyer, the current trending topic was now a photo of him staring down at Marilyn Riddley. It showed him with his hands on the table glaring at her and her upturned face. The tag line read ‘Calvin Reeves, Houston Billionaire face to face with his deceased wife’s doppelg?nger/He looked very angry in that photo, and she looked very uncertain and a little scared, he thought.
There were other threads now going on, about was his wife actually dead? They all knew that no body had been found. There were comments from people in the bookstore saying he’d been angry had slammed that book down on the desk and made demands of her to sign it, his wife’s name even. They all thought he was angry just because she looked like his wife.
Wil had called him and ranted about the publicity he’d gotten for himself, had told him he knew he was still there waiting for that woman to come out of the store, and had told him to walk the hell away, it wasn’t her. But Calvin knew it was Rin, because he knew every detail of her face, every curve of her body, what she smelled like, her mannerisms. This woman he was now stalking towards was Rin. There was no doubt in his mind, he just had to prove it. Get her to slip up, and then he could punish her.
He watched her agent put that tube in a car and told her to stay there. She would go and get them coffee, then she had laughed
“I’d better get cake for the boys too.”
“They’ll love you for that.”
Rin chuckled as Lisa walked away.
He walked right over to her without hesitation and stepped right in front of her, her head whipped up as he entered her personal space.
“I don’t know what you want.”
She stated as she looked at him.
“Really?”
he grated out.
“After all these years, you don’t know what I want?”
he didn’t believe her.
“No,”
she shook her head,
“Please just leave me alone.”
“Now that’s no way to talk to your…”
he leaned all the way down to press his mouth to her ear.
“Ex??usband.”
He murmured.
“I’ve never been married to my recollection.”
She stated right back.
“Get away from me.”
He leaned back a little and raised an eyebrow at her,
“Drop the act Marrin.”
He snapped at her, impatient and over her continual game playing with him,
“My name is Marilyn Riddley. I am not who you think I am, not this Marrin Reeves, you or anyone else here talks about.”
“The hell you’re not. You don’t honestly think I don’t know my wife when I see her, do you?”
he barked at her angrily.
“Get away from me, this is harassment.”
she snapped at him now, angry, it seemed now, at him.
“Oh, is it. I’m harassing you,”
he laughed a little on the nasty side
“When you’re here in my city. Posing as someone else. Letting everyone get a good look at you, and starting rumours about you and I, all over again after all these years, I think you’re the one harassing me.”
She shoved at him unexpectedly, trying to make him step back from her and clear her personal space, and then she tried to walk away from him. His hand clamped around her upper arm, and she screamed
“Get off don’t touch me,”
as he was yanking her back towards him, and shoving her up against her car. me,
