If you read and enjoyed PERFECT STRANGER, this one is for you. It wraps up the budding relationship between Cade and Jenny 🙂
Cade’s been in love with Jenny for years. She’s recovering from an abusive marriage, and is scared of falling for the wrong guy again.
With Cade about to move halfway around the world for his job, time is running out to show Jenny he’s more than her best friend.
He’d be the perfect rebound, if only she’d take a chance on him.
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Jenny was so far out of my league, she could have been in a different time zone.
She was blonde, bubbly, and gorgeous, while I was a geek. Her idea of a good night out included friends and drinks, while mine was more likely to involve pixels or lines of code.
And yet, we hit it off. She was so damned kind, with a heart the size of Kansas. Or Texas. Whichever was larger.
I stared at the phone in my hand and forced myself to think about the call I just took. Best career opportunity ever. The chance to work for a respected previous boss, on his dream team. Promotion to Lead Developer. Pay raise, of course, an exciting project, and a trip Down Under—six to eight months in New Zealand, visa organized for me and all expenses paid.
What was stopping me from calling right back and saying yes?
Could I bear to be away from her for so long?
We weren’t a couple, much as I loved the idea, and though Jen had started divorce proceedings, it might be years before she was free of her shit of a husband. We were the best of friends, who not only worked together but also shared a house. Anything more was as unlikely as flying to the moon. On my motorbike.
There was every chance Jen would relish the idea of having the house to herself. I wouldn’t know until I talked to her, and that had to be soon. Alan wanted a decision quickly.
My head whirling, I walked back to my desk and found Jen bent over, writing a sticky note for me. I paused and watched, drinking in the sight of her luscious arse, the tight skirt clinging to her thighs. Jen had the figure of a 1950’s pin-up model, with curves that screamed to be touched and blonde hair that bounced as though she was taking part in a shampoo commercial. She was fucking gorgeous.
Slow down, Cade. It was only six months since she left Rob. It was too soon for me to make a move on her.