Having a canine companion brought more joy into Tessa's life
than she ever could have imagined. She went for a run with her
dog the next morning, and he actually kept pace alongside
her as she jogged at a steady speed. She slowed occasionally,
worried that poor Homer might be exhausted, but the dog was
full of energy. He spurred her on when she would have given
him rest.
When they were at the rink, she do clambered up a few
rows in the old stands so he could see her, watching her
silently, his gaze always alert.
Tessa hadn't bothered with the music because Micah
wasn't around to give her signals, but she skated her entire
routine, including the extended position hold at the very end.
That was when she saw a man standing directly in front
of her clapping his hands, applauding her performance. She
moved closer to see who had been watching her, suddenly
feeling apprehensive. It wasn't Micah. She didn't expect him
back until tomorrow. She stopped at the wall, the only thing
separating the two of them when she realized who exactly she
was seeing, although she still couldn't quite believe it.
Rick? What the hell is he doing in Amesport, Maine?
She stared, noticing that even though he was only a year
or two older than Micah, he looks older than that. He'd put
on weight. Not that she'd say he was fat, but he'd definitely
indulged in too much rich food and too much alcohol during
the years they'd been apart.
Her eyes went automatically to his mouth when it started
to move.
"I have to say, that was extraordinary, Tessa. did you get your
hearing back? I saw that you were on the performance sched-
ule for New York. You skate as gracefully as you did years ago."
Her mind whirling just from the impact of seeing her first
love after so long, Tessa could barely find the words to say.
This man had devastated her, but her heart didn't seem to
care. After a moment of surprise . . . she felt . . . nothing. No,
maybe that wasn't true. She felt angry.
"What do you want, Rick?" she asked flatly.
"I saw that you were skating again, and I just decided I
needed to make the trip to see you. You've matured nicely,
Tessa. I've missed you."
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The Billionaire's Voice
Teen FictionAfter a troubling childhood, wealthy Evan Sinclair likes his life orderly and controlled. he rarely gives in to spontaneous urges--until he begins a chance correspondence with a mystery woman who sounds like his complete opposite. She intrigue...
