Another Saturday Night and I Ain't Got No Body (A Page Turners Novel) Read Online Free PDF

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    It had been several days since the garage explosion. Edna had called a handyman, and he had replaced their broken windows and helped to repair the damage to their homes.
    Sunny had seen Jake outside, paintbrush in hand, working to restore Walter’s house to its original state. He wasn’t allowed around the perimeter of the actual garage, but she was impressed that he was taking the time and effort to try to fix the side of the house where the fire had destroyed the paint job.
    They still hadn’t heard from Walter, and Sunny was actually starting to worry about him now. Jake’s blue eyes took on a strained look the last time she asked him if he had heard any news on his ‘relative’s’ whereabouts. He claimed there was no word yet. She still couldn’t figure out what his game was. She had watched him flip through Walter’s mail as he brought it into the house, but she had also seen him water the flower beds around the yard.
    Walter took great pride in his yard and his flower gardens. The book club had met at Sunny’s house the week Piper came to live with Cassie, and Walter had joined in that week because they had a read a book about the depression and he could offer some real life insight.
    Walter had formed a grandfatherly bond with Piper, inviting her to help with his flower beds and teaching her how to garden. Sunny loved watching Piper blossom under his grandfatherly attentiveness.
    That spring, the two could often be seen quietly working side-by-side in Walter’s backyard. His precious flowerbeds were now ravaged by fire and his lawn was patchy with burned-out grass in the areas closest to the garage. The grass was muddy and trampled as different sets of firemen had clomped around the burn site, and though they had dug through the rubble for hours, they seemed no closer to finding a cause for the fire.
    Sunny’s thoughts stole back to how it felt to be in Jake’s arms as he held her after the explosion, but she worked to dampen them. She barely knew him and was still suspicious of why he’d shown up out of the blue and how he deftly changed the subject whenever she tried to ask him about himself or his relationship with Walter.
    Grrr! Why was she thinking about Jake when her future Mr. Right could be on his way to pick her up right now ? She hadn’t been on a date in so long, maybe she was using the idea of Jake as an excuse to sabotage her evening’s plans. But that wasn’t fair to these women who cared about her happiness. Her friends were so hell-bent on this blind date idea, Sunny felt like she needed to at least give it the old college try. And in all honesty, she was a little excited to see who would show up behind door number one.
    Dragging herself back to the present, Sunny dabbed on a little more lip gloss, then took a final look in the mirror. She decided to go with bare legs instead of nylons, and just to be daring on her first date, chose a black lacy bra and matching black thong panty. She felt sexy and racy and ready…
    Ding-Dong .
    Oh crap. Not ready. Definitely not ready.
    “Pull yourself together,” Sunny said out loud to her reflection. Then she put what she hoped was a genuine smile on her face, walked down the stairs, and opened her front door to one of the most gorgeous men she had ever seen.
    He stood before her, all six foot, three inches of him. His dark and wavy hair probably cost a small fortune to have cut so it looked like he was just overdue for another one. He had that scruffy five o’clock shadow thing going on, and wore an expensive, tailored suit over a light blue shirt open at the neck.
    “Hi, I’m Blaine Bishop, Maggie’s friend,” he said with a smile that didn’t quite meet his dark eyes. He gave her an appraising look, as he surveyed her from top to bottom, but he kept his face impassive so she couldn’t tell if he liked what he saw.
    “Uh, hi. I’m Sunny,” she lamely answered,