This week’s #teasertuesday is from Slow Dreaming.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, sweetness.” Lisa blinked, her expression the picture of innocence.
Ruth turned her back on them, but not before Jason noticed the grin on her face. Her sudden coughing fit sounded more like laughter to him. “Are you okay, Ruth? I hope you’re not getting whatever it is that William has,” he said, deadpan.
“Sit down and drink your coffee,” she said, shaking her head when Sean went to make it. “That means both of you. If we’ve had the crowds we usually do, you guys have been on your feet for the best part of two hours. Sit, talk, and recharge first, okay?”
“Okay.” Jason didn’t recall saying yes to the coffee, but he wasn’t about to turn down the offer. “Is she always like this?” he asked Sean after they’d made themselves comfortable at the table they’d shared the day before.
“No, sometimes she’s way worse.” Sean grinned. He leaned over to rest his hand over Jason’s. “Hey, thanks for helping. Not many guys I know would have done that. It says a lot about you.”
“I’m thinking that you haven’t met the right kind of guys, then.” Jason shrugged, not ready to accept the compliment, yet inordinately pleased with Sean’s reaction. “And before you go down that road, I didn’t do it just to make an impression. I was brought up to do this kind of stuff. If someone needs help, you give it.”
One of his final memories of his father was the two of them walking along the overgrown path next to the length of wall separating the road and the sea, while listening to the crash of waves trying to break through the barrier built to hold them at bay.
God, he missed him.
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