Running From You - Chapter 2
This is for the Big Bad Wolf Anthology releasing July 5th through Crush Publication
This is a story that is being made for a specific anthology titled: Big Bad Wolf. Several of us authors at CRUSH are getting together to drum up some interest in this book to help the Wolf Conservatory. When the book is for sale all proceeds will go to the foundation below.
Wolf Conservation Center
The environment needs wolves. Wolves are worth saving. HELP SAVE THE WOLVES Please note: The Wolf Conservation Center…nywolf.org
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I made it home from work at five, hopped in the shower, dried off and put on the cutest outfit I had. My hair was a mess, long brown hair incredibly unruly. The waves came from 100 years of DNA that couldn’t escape any generation. The clock said 5:55 on it, and I heard the doorbell ring. He was early. I hadn’t put my shoes on yet, so he would have to wait a moment. I slipped on my sexy heels, fiddled with my hair one more time and reapplied my lip-gloss. I wanted him to realize what he left behind, and I wanted it to hurt.
Calmly answering the door, even though my heart was racing, and I was sure he could hear it through my chest, I smiled at him, “Hey Johnny.”
“Jane,” he said breathlessly. The smile on his face told me I had done my job. “My God.”
“You okay?” I pulled my purse up over my shoulder and stepped outside, the air was cool, a perfect night for a run.
“Uh huh, you just look amazing. I could eat you.”
“That wasn’t part of the deal tonight for dinner.”
“The hell with dinner, we could stay in, you know, catch up.”
I rolled my eyes, what did he take me for, a woman who would let old habits slip back into the current time? “Not happening. You owe me dinner, come on.” I walked towards his car and after a few moments, I heard him race up to me in order to open my car door.
“Let me, I learned in New York that if I was a gentleman from the start, it would be better for any date.”
Here we go again, New York. “Uh huh,” I said in response. Maybe if I didn’t give him a reply when he mentioned that god awful place, he wouldn’t keep saying it.
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