Too Grand for Words (BookStrand Publishing Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page B

have to work on that. You Americans always notice that for some reason.”
    “So what’s in the desert, definitely not water?”
    “No, I know that. I—” She paused. “I kind of have a hobby on the side, and I just wanted to spend the day out there. The rest of the troops are coming with me, I think, but nevertheless I’m heading out early so I should be turning in.”
    A flash of concern crossed his features when she suggested leaving. “What kind of hobby?”
    “Well, I write in my spare time. Five of the books have been published, but there’s one book to go, the final one, and I have to take some notes, scour the countryside.”
    “You’re an author, too?” His brows rose. “You impress me more by the second, you know that?”
    Her gaze swerved to a woman who passed them like a gust of wind.
    “You fucking asshole,” the woman screamed, stopping at the table behind them.
    She and Steven watched, as did the entire lounge. Luckily, for the guy who’d obviously just been caught cheating, the place wasn’t full.
    “Kate, how could you do this to me?” the woman railed. “You’re supposed to be my friend, and you’re screwing my husband.” She poked the air fiercely in her husband’s direction. “And you, you bastard, don’t bother coming home tonight. You can stay with your slut for all I care. You better hope that lawyer of yours knows what he’s doing, because you’re going to have nothing left when I’m finished with you.” She turned and stormed out of the lounge.

    * * * *

    With wide eyes, Moira turned, releasing a deep breath.
    He suppressed the urge to laugh. It wasn’t funny, but then again…some guys couldn’t keep it in their pants. “That guy can say good-bye to all his worldly possessions,” he stated, shaking his head.
    “You’re not kidding.” Moira looked uncomfortably at him. “How could he fool around on a beautiful wife like that? I don’t get it?”
    “Easy,” he said, reading Moira’s confused expression. “She’s a bitch, and the other one offered a warm shoulder.”
    Her green eyes sparked with emotion. “How, would you know that? Maybe he can’t stay on one side of the pasture, like so many men. Maybe she works and takes care of the house, and he’s a sleazebag.”
    “Maybe.” He paused. “Maybe you’re right. Some men don’t deserve to have a beautiful woman as their mate. A lot of men don’t know what they have, but some know—exactly what they want.” He took a slow sip from his glass.
    Moira swallowed the last of her wine in one nervous gulp then set the glass on the table.
    He could tell she was an intelligent woman. He knew how to read people well, and he didn’t miss the flash of anger in her eyes at his comment. She didn’t wear a ring now, but he bet she had once. He cleared his throat. “You’re a published author, yet you say you work for the government instead. Most people would think being an author is more appealing. What’s the name of the series?” he asked, steering the conversation back to neutral ground.
    “I’m sure you’ve never heard of them. It’s called By Sea or by Earth Prophecies .”
    A plane drove itself into his chest, taking out all the air. Holy shit, this was Moira Viterra. What the hell! He kept the shock from his expression. Talk about synchronicity. “I think I might have,” he said slowly, glancing away from her to collect his thoughts.
    Her brow furrowed. “Really?”
    “Sure.” He cleared his throat. “You’ve written five of them so far. Each one well received. I think they’ve been on the best-sellers list for a while, isn’t that right?” He truly couldn’t tell her what he did for a living now. She would put two and two together to come up with the wrong number four. He’d learned long ago that divulging what he owned was a mistake with a woman, but with her, he sensed she would walk away from him immediately.
    He’d had no idea who she was when she’d sat down at the blackjack