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Playing My Love
Book: Playing My Love Read Online Free
Author: Angela Peach
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some weird way as her embrace was.  Well, as she was in fact.  I tightened my arms slightly before we pulled apart.
      "Thank you Daneka Marcella Hennessey."
      "Ooh" she said, pulling a face and leaning in conspiratorially. "Not many people know my full name, so how about we keep that as our little secret eh?" 
      "My lips are sealed!"
      With one last easy smile and a small squeeze on my arm, she turned and jogged away to meet her friend who was gazing curiously at me.  I got in the car and drove home, my thoughts a jumble in my head.
      I had no idea what had just happened.   I started trying to analyse it all straight away, confused by the strange turn of events and my reaction to this beautiful stranger.  There was something so naturally easy about her and I'd been truthful when I told her I was enjoying her company.  I hadn't felt the need to hide how I felt, and neither had I felt like I was being judged or watched for my reaction which is what everyone else around me seemed to do lately.
      It wasn't until I was getting out of my car at home that I realised I'd spent the entire journey thinking about Darcy and her effect on me, and no time at all on the impe nding discussion with Gray about the test results.
      A lead cloud suddenly descended, suffocating me as it all came flooding back.
      Ah yes.  Now I remember.  No husband, no children.
      The stark reality of a dark lonely future on my own loomed before my v ery eyes.  And Gray wanted to discuss it with me.  Now.  I walked back in slowly to face the music, idly wondering if it was too early for a whiskey, but deciding I didn't care.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
                                                                       3
                   Rescued…Again (Sort Of!)
     
    THREE WEEKS LATER
      I turned the music down as I rolled to a halt in the small layby, some strange warning light flashing at me from the dash.  I was quite literally in the middle of nowhere.  Cursing, I jumped out to survey the damage under the bonnet.  I had no idea what I was looking at, but I got the distinct impression I wouldn't be driving anywhere anytime soon.
      "Oh, well that's just fantastic!"  I said aloud, voicing my displeasure to the car as I slammed the bonnet back down.  I got back in to keep warm, completely pissed.  I thought expensive cars were supposed to be reliable?  Picking up my mobile, I noted there was less than ten per cent battery left and called Gr ay.  There was no answer so I left a quick message outlining my problem and where I was, then I hung up to preserve the battery.  He was probably napping, but I hoped he would wake up soon and see the missed call.
      About three minutes later the phone rang and I put it to my ear quickly, relieved.
      "Darling I don't have much battery left, but I'm freezing my arse off out here so can you please just come and get me?"
      "Absolutely! Just tell me where you are?"   an amused female voice said.  I cringed.
      "Darcy!  I'm sorry, I thought you were my husband"  I managed to say, although my face was burning.
      "Oh, and here I thought you were just being affectionate!  But seriously, where are you?  I'll come and get you."
      "I couldn't possibly expect you to…"
      "Alison, it's freezing outside and I really don't mind.  Don't be stubborn and just tell me where you are?"   she ordered, her tone pleasant and friendly.  My battery beeped, forcing me into a quick decision.  I gave her a brief description of where I was just before the phone died unceremoniously and I exhaled slowly, suddenly feeling very nervous.
      After my initial meeting with Darcy three weeks ago she'd tried calling twice and had texted me four or five times.  I'd ignored all her efforts

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