Now he wanted her to save the day.or the restaurant, in this case. While they'd been married the message had been she wasn't good enough. Nope, he was gorgeous-which was just like a man. Plus, she couldn't forgive the fact that in the three years they'd been apart, he hadn't had the common courtesy to get fat or wrinkled.
Not that she was interested in him in that way. Just sitting across from her caused her body to remember what it had been like back when things had been good and they'd been unable to keep their hands off each other. Tall, muscled, the same soulful eyes she remembered. "How could I refuse? You wouldn't say much over the phone, which made me curious." She slid onto the seat.Ĭal looked good. "Penny." He looked her over, then motioned to the other side of the booth. They might have friends in common, and live in the same city, but since she'd done her darnedest to avoid close proximity to him they never ran into each other. Before she could approach the hostess, she saw Cal standing by a booth in the back. She walked into the quiet, leather and linen bistro. A small, possibly insignificant power play on her part, but she figured she'd earned it. Penny arrived early, then stayed in her car until five minutes after the appointed time. "Of course," Naomi echoed, not sounding the least bit convinced. "This time the job is coming to me," Penny said. He'd refused and she hadn't gotten the job. Worried she wouldn't make the cut, Penny had asked her then husband to put in a good word for her with his grandmother. The job had been strictly entry level-she would have been in charge of salads. Nearly as bad, four years ago she'd applied for a job as a cook in Buchanan's, one of Cal's family's restaurants. Instead remember how he broke your heart, lied about wanting children and trampled your fragile dreams."Įasy enough, Penny thought, a flicker of annoyance muscling in on her good mood.
"Don't think about how great he looks in his clothes, or out of them. "You always were a sucker where Cal was concerned." "Stay away from the good ones," Naomi warned her. A neutral location-no memories, good or bad."
"A little." Penny smoothed the front of her loose sweater and glanced at the clock. "Maybe, but you're looking especially fabulous today, if that helps." I suppose that makes me petty and small." "Show of support for divorced women everywhere?" Naomi asked. Not in a vicious, I hate your guts way, but more as a." The sweet smell of validation." Penny leaned back in her chair and considered the possibilities. "You know he's going to want to hire you," her friend Naomi said. Penny Jackson knew that it was probably wrong of her to be so excited to see her ex-husband come crawling back, but she was willing to live with the character flaw.
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