Trust Me on This - Jennifer Crusie [68]
“Tell me they are not docking next door,” Harry said.
“Harry, we own next door,” Victoria told him. “Also, both Donald and Sherée have the attention span of gnats. By the time they’re back in the States, they’ll want something else. They sound happy, and that’s all that matters.” She snuggled down in her chair and lifted her face to the sun. “Life is good,” she said, and then she waved the letters she hadn’t given him. “Alec also wrote. He and Dennie are ecstatic. Oh, and they’re coming down next week on their honeymoon. They’re bringing Walter.”
“What?” Harry reached for Alec’s letter. “Who’s going to watch the database?”
“Harry,” Victoria said warningly, holding the letter out of his reach, and he grinned.
“Right,” he said. “No more database. I’ll just have to make do with you.”
“Life’s hell,” Victoria agreed, and stretched a little in the sun.
“Too much sun is bad for you,” Harry said.
“There’s nothing below but a bed,” Victoria said.
“Like I said”—Harry stood and pulled her to her feet—“we’ll just have to make do.”
Sixty-two years it took me to get this, Victoria thought, laughing and following him down the stairs as he tugged on her hand. But when she got to the bedroom, she stopped. “I left Alec’s letter up there,” she told Harry, and ran back up the stairs.
She found it before it blew away, and as she picked it up she noticed there was something on the back. It was the invitation she’d faxed him five months before. “Thought you’d get a kick out of this,” he’d written at the top. “And by the way, thanks for inviting me. I had a great time.”
“Four fabulous days and three glorious nights.” More than that, Victoria thought. Fabulous days and glorious nights for the rest of my life.
The wind blew up and took the letter from her, and she snatched at it to get it back but it blew out to sea.
It didn’t matter. Its work was done anyway. The last line of the invitation had been right. Her life had never been the same. Victoria lifted her face to the sun one more time, and then went down to join Harry.
Life really was good.
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Chapter 1
The storm raged dark outside, the light in the hallway flickered, and Lincoln Blaise cast a broad shadow over the mailboxes, but it didn’t matter. He knew by heart what the card on the box above his said:
Daisy Flattery
Apartment 1B
Stories Told, Ideas Illuminated Unreal but Not Untrue
Linc frowned at the card, positive it didn’t belong on a mailbox in the dignified old house he shared with three other tenants. That was why he’d rented the apartment in the first place: It had dignity. Linc liked dignity the way he liked calm and control and quiet. It had taken him a long time to get all of those things into his life and into one apartment. Then he’d met his downstairs neighbor.
His frown deepened as he remembered the first time he’d seen Daisy Flattery in the flesh, practically hissing at him as he shooed a cat away from his rebuilt black Porsche, her dark, frizzy hair crackling around her face like lightning. Later sightings hadn’t improved his first impression, and the memory of them didn’t improve