~ part of Sofia’s Spooky October series ~
I was up against a tight deadline to get the editor revisions completed, and was struggling to do them at home. In frustration I grabbed my laptop and headed out to a local cafe, one I’d only been to once or twice.
His Temporary Fix is a romance written around the mysterious circumstances of a young woman’s death. Her name was Marguerite (Marnie), and she worked in a cafe near the station, in a quiet village very similar to my own. The cafe I headed for that day, is the one I’d had in mind for Marguerite’s place.
Anyway, I rattled through most of the outstanding revisions, and as the cafe was about to close, I prepared to leave. In the tiny bathroom, a single picture hung on the wall – a sprawling white daisy-like flower, with the word Marguerite underneath it.
I’d been joking to myself that I was channeling her spirit by going there in the first place – and that was before I saw the picture in the bathroom. Soooo…. channeling the spirit of a fictitious dead girl… all in a weekend’s work * grin *
His Temporary Fix
Holly Jacobs loses her heart a little too easily. Never again. But when she meets the sexy soldier on the beach, Holly knows she’s in big trouble. Zack Winter is gorgeous and in pain, and when he kisses Holly, all of her resolve melts away…
Zack is on short-term leave to attend a funeral, and he’s walking a fine line. The loss is unbearable…and he’ll do whatever it takes to distract himself from it. Especially if it means a night of searingly-hot sex with Holly Jacobs. Only his brilliant idea isn’t exactly going according to plan.
One night isn’t nearly enough. But if it goes much longer it might end in broken hearts…
Excerpt from His Temporary Fix
I focused on catching the dogs and managed to grab Lily on her next pass. Before she could wriggle free I clipped the chain to her collar. Now for Gwen, always the rebel.
“I’m sorry,” I repeated into the silence. “I had no idea they’d do that. Are you okay?”
I got the distinct impression he wasn’t listening. He glanced first at his hand, then at his boots. “It’s gone,” he mumbled. “I’ve fucking dropped it.” He hunkered down and swished around in the shallow water. “Help me. I can’t lose it.”
Holding Lily securely, I bent down beside him. “What are we looking for?”
I peered into the water. The light was fading fast, and our chances of finding anything were slim at best, but I caught a glimmer of something near my foot. I swooped to grab it before the next ripple shifted the sand, and my fingers closed around smooth metal. A silver link bracelet with blue stones and a flat silver plate with a name engraved. I squinted to read it. Marie?
“This one?” I held out the piece of jewelry and even in the semidarkness I saw his eyes light up and a smile break out across his face. Wow. I thought he was hot before, but he was actually gorgeous.
“Thank you.” He closed his fist around it and held it close to his chest. Marie must be his girlfriend. Or wife. Even a baby daughter. My imagination ran riot.
“It’s very pretty. Does that say Marie?” I should have slunk away at that point, but the desolation that flooded his eyes kept me locked in place.
“Marnie.” It was just a whisper. He swallowed hard. “Her name was Marnie.”
There’s always that moment where you have to make a choice. To walk away or to get involved in someone’s problems, and God knew, I’d been tangled in too many people’s issues already. But how could I walk away? He looked as though his entire world had crashed down around his feet. I’d beat myself up for it later, but right now, I had to stay. “That’s a beautiful name. Your girlfriend?” Was. He said her name was Marnie, my subconscious shrieked. Past tense.
He hesitated. “My sister.”
What could I do? Say I was sorry for his loss and then walk away? The new Holly would. She’d offer a polite smile, murmur some meaningless words of condolence, and leave without a backward glance. I took a deep breath and gripped Lily’s lead a little tighter. “Sometimes it’s easiest to talk to a complete stranger. Do you want to talk about her?” He hunched his shoulders and stared at his boots again, and I took a step forward. “My name’s Holly. Holly Jacobs. My parents died young, in a car crash, so I know a bit about loss.”
I’d known him all of two minutes. I’m not sure why I was so intent on making him talk to me, but when he met my gaze and gave a tight nod, I felt absurdly pleased.
“Zack Winter.” He raised the fist with the bracelet. “It’s her birthday next week.” He grimaced. “Would have been her birthday. I was about to post it to her when I got the message. She was twenty-two years old. Twenty-fucking-two.” His eyes flashed, with pain or anger, I wasn’t sure. “So tell me, Holly Jacobs. Do you know how it feels for your baby sister to die before she’d barely lived her life?”
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