Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
And over the last two days, she’d stopped by the garage to see him. They had dinner together at the diner, as well as breakfast at the bakery. She knew several people had been staring and pointing. Also, Nate had made a bit of a scene by grabbing her hand, pulling her against him, and holding her as they walked down the main street, heading toward his shop.
Now, as she sat at her computer, getting ready to write that moment where her main hero and heroine are building toward their first explosive climax, she experienced writer’s block.
Her and Nate’s hadn’t exactly gone smoothly. Their dinner date had been messy. She’d discovered he knew her biggest secret, and then she’d told Nate her other bigger secret. She knew absolutely nothing about any of his.
Running fingers through her hair, she stepped away from her computer and saw it was getting close to five. She didn’t want to leave her house as she had the AC on, and it kept the house at the perfect working temperature, not too hot or too cold. It was just perfect.
The only problem was, she’d promised to meet Nate after work. He’d also promised to close early, and she’d only had a light lunch and was getting hungry.
There was no point in staring at her blank screen, hoping the book would write itself, because that is not the way anything happened, at least in her world. She gathered her stuff together, closed the house, and then headed out into the hot air.
She spotted several kids wearing bikinis or swim trunks, playing with some water guns, spraying each other. The moment she stepped out, she felt a bead of sweat dribble down her back, and that was not fun.
“It is all going to be fine,” she said, attempting to keep a smile on her face. It was so hot.
According to forecasters, this would be the last heat wave of the year, and by the end of the week, fall was going to officially arrive. After this, she was going to look forward to fall, being cold, wearing sweaters.
She walked all the way to the garage and Nate was standing outside, dressed in a sleeveless T-shirt. The top of his coveralls was around his waist, where he’d clearly removed it.
There was a woman talking to him, and Molly noticed the other woman was getting closer to him. Nate held onto his clipboard, listening, and then started to move around the car. As he did, Molly was able to get a clear look at the woman. It was Rachael Carter, who had been recently divorced from her cheating husband. The rumor mill had been circulating about her lately. Molly didn’t like listening to gossip, but while she was in line, waiting for her coffee, she wasn’t going to ignore anyone who was willing to talk.
She learned that so far, Rachael had enjoyed at least seven of the single men in town. There had also been a rumor that a certain married man had been caught sneaking out of her bedroom window.
Molly didn’t know if she should believe gossip or not. A few years ago, a rumor circulated that an alien was roaming free, but it had turned out to be a little five-year-old boy in a very authentic-looking costume. She’d liked the outcome of that gossip train. It turned out the boy’s mother had been practicing his Halloween costume, using makeup, and some crafts. Molly had been too busy with work to see the final result, but had gotten the pleasure at Halloween, and she had not been scared. He’d looked amazing, but then, all the kids had looked so cute, coming to get their candy.
Rachael reached out and stroked a hand down Nate’s arm, and Molly decided she had seen enough.
“Hey,” Molly said, drawing their attention to her.
She didn’t like Rachael, they had gone to school together. The other woman was used to being the center of attention. Molly had wondered how Rachael would handle being dumped. It was usually the other way around. Rachael was the one known for doing the dumping.
Now, as she looked at the other woman, she knew she had set her sights on Nate.
She forced a smile to her lips, especially as Nate came to her, putting a hand at her back, and pulling her in close to kiss her.
“Evening, beautiful,” he said.
Molly didn’t look back at Rachael, and instead looked at him. “Is everything okay?” she asked.
“It is now that you’re here.”
****
Nate finished his order and sent the waitress off. He glanced across the table and looked at Molly. He’d never been so happy to see someone. Rachael had arrived just as he was about to close his gates. She refused to stay in her car, and had insisted on getting out, showing him the problem with her car.