Hey guys, so today, I’m bringing you an excerpt from Just the Two of Us by Michelle Scott which is a great story in a fairly short read available on Kindle and is part of Kindle Unlimited. Below you can read the synopsis, an excerpt, author’s bio and other stops on the tour. Enjoy!
Starla wasn’t trying to steal her older sister’s boyfriend. In fact, she was fighting him off when Janice caught the two of them alone in the dark. Unfortunately, love-struck Janice didn’t see it that way and tried to end her life. Although she didn’t succeed, her suicide attempt left her brain damaged, and it became Starla’s responsibility to care for her. Four years later, the sisters’ peaceful lives are interrupted when Nick, a handsome, young attorney, moves in upstairs. Seeing that Janice is attracted to him, Starla keeps herself out of the picture. After all, she hurt her sister before, and she’s not about to do it again.
Yet as much as Starla tries to ignore her feelings for Nick, she can’t bury them entirely. Especially not when he seems to be choosing her over her sister.
Eagerly, I tore away the paper on Nick’s gift. I gasped. “It’s beautiful!” I held up a stained-glass wind chime. The vibrant glass rectangles were arranged in a downward spiral. Hidden inside the spiral were four metal cylinders that chimed merrily with every movement of my hand.
“I don’t know if that would qualify as an antique, but my aunt’s had that for years,” Nick said. “It always hung on her back porch.”
“I don’t know what to say,” I said, touched.
“This morning, when you said you liked sparkly baubles and pretty things, I immediately thought of this.”
He’d been thinking of me? My heart fluttered pleasantly. Flattered, I impulsively leaned over and kissed his cheek. When I realized what I’d done, blood rushed to my face. “Sorry,” I said, embarrassed.
Nick, looked amused. “It’s fine.”
His enjoyment only flustered me more. “I don’t go around kissing strange men,” I assured him.
“Am I strange?”
“Unknown. I mean…well, you know.” I gave a strangled laugh.
The back door rattled and footsteps echoed across the back room. I jerked away from him.
Nick cleared his throat and adjusted his tie.
Janice, her eyes on her phone, came into the store, oblivious. Her workout bag was slung over her shoulder. I’d forgotten all about yoga night.
When Janice finally looked up from her phone and saw Nick, she stopped dead in her tracks. “Hey,” she said uncertainly.
“Look what Nick brought me,” I said, holding up the wind chime. Then, mentally backtracking, I added, “Have you two met yet?”
“We met when I brought over the Frappuccino’s,” Nick said. “And you know, ever since then, it’s been bothering me. I swear I know you from somewhere, but I can’t remember where.”
“We went to the same university,” Janice said softly.
They had? No wonder she’d been so interested in him. And so cautious about meeting him. He probably didn’t know about her tragedy. No doubt, the last he’d seen her, she’d been a hardworking college student at the top of her class.
Nick nodded. “That’s right! You were Trent’s girlfriend, right? Trent and I were frat brothers.”
Janice’s smile was forced. “That’s right, but we broke up a long time ago.”
As Nick and Janice chatted about school and what had happened to the friends they’d known there, I studied my sister. Although she sometimes struggled to come up with a word, it was unlikely that Nick would pick up on her disabilities from a casual conversation. For now, she could be normal again. As they talked, she relaxed. Her laughs and smiles became genuine.
But when she artfully tossed her long hair over her shoulder, becoming the fun and flirty Janice I remembered from high school, my chest tightened. She’d intruded on my moment with Nick and was now taking over. I glanced at the windchime which lay on the chaise, suddenly confused. We had shared a moment, hadn’t we? Or was I imagining it? And let’s be honest, did I even want something between us? After all, Nick and I were complete opposites.
I once again studied my sister and Nick as they talked. Carefully dressed and groomed, they shared a hatred of antiques and a love of order. They were far better suited for each other than Nick and I were.
Still, when Nick suggested that he and Janice meet for coffee after Janice’s yoga class, my stomach dropped in disappointment.
Michelle Scott received her MFA from Wayne State University. Her stories have appeared in
such places as “Tales of the Unanticipated”, “All Possible Worlds” and “Realms”. Straight to Hell, the first book in her Lilith Straight urban fantasy series, is published by Carina UK, an imprint of Harlequin Romance. Michelle lives in southeast Michigan with her husband and three children.
If you enjoyed this excerpt and want to read the book, as I mentioned, you can pick up Just the Two of Us by Michelle Scott on Amazon for Kindle and it’s part of Kindle Unlimited. You can also head over and check out the other stops on the tour!