Love Promises (Sully Point, Book 4) Read Free Page B

interesting characters. Let's see. I have two other sisters, besides
having Sam for a brother. My parents live in upstate New York now."
    Eric nodded. "Do you watch any sports?"
    "Yes, I'm a huge pro basketball fan. I love
to watch it on TV whenever I get the chance. How about you?"
    "College football and the occasional
basketball game. I'm surprised you're so into pro basketball."
    "It's all those super tall people. I always
wanted to be taller than I am."
    "So, you prefer taller men than I am?"
    "Oh no, not at all. Those guys would be way
too tall for me. No, you're just about perfect."
    "I see," he said with that knowing
smile.
    She felt herself blushing. "I meant--"
    He laughed and then said, "I know what you
meant. Let's move into your living room. I think we've demolished these
pastries for the time being."
    Maggie nodded and put their plates and cups in the
sink. Eric closed the box top on the few remaining muffins.
    "Do you cook?" he asked as they headed
into the living room.
    "Some. I have a few things that I know how to
do well, but it's hit or miss on other stuff."
    "That sounds like me. My mother taught me a
few dishes. My lasagna, for instance, is killer. But I'm fairly limited."
    She sat back down in the same chair as before. He
sat on the velvet sofa, running a hand over the surface. "Nice. I don't
think I've ever sat on a velvet sofa before."
    "Thanks."
    "I see you have a bookcase full of books.
What genre?"
    "Science fiction. I've been collecting these
for a while now."
    Eric smiled widely at her. "I am a huge
science fiction fan." He got up and walked over to look at the books.
"Heinlein, Pohl, Niven and Pournelle, Bova, and, of course, Asimov. You've
got all the old masters here, along with new ones. I thought everyone read
ebooks these days, but here you have a lot of hardcover books."
    "I do read books on my Kindle, but I still
love the feel of an actual book in my hands from time to time."
    He returned to his seat on the sofa. "Many
boyfriends in your past?"
    "Only two that counted. A tennis pro and an
artist. Each managed in his own way to break my heart. I learned my lesson from
those guys."
    Eric leaned forward, watching her carefully.
"And what was the lesson you learned?"
    "Be very, very careful who you trust. Just
because somebody is good looking, that doesn't mean they are trustworthy."
    He nodded, and sat back. "I've had a few
heartbreaks in my life as well. I guess we all have to learn that lesson. As
long as you haven't given up on men entirely...?"
    She grinned at him. "No, not entirely."
    "Good, because you are too pretty to sit on a
shelf."
    "Sit on a shelf?" She laughed.
    "You know what I mean," he said, looking
somewhat embarrassed.
    "You said that I'm pretty. Don't you mean
cute?"
    He tilted his head to stare at her. "I'm not
sure I've ever heard the word cute spoken in such a scathing tone of voice. And
no, I don't mean cute. Cute is for kids, and you are most definitely a
woman."
    The butterflies started up in her stomach. Something about the look in his eyes and the depth of
his voice--it got to her.
    "I'm glad you think so. I've been called cute
all my life. Nobody around me seems to get that I see it as an insult."
    "Often I think that family is the last to see
us as all grown up."
    "True. What else do you think we need to know
about each other?"
    "I think we've only scratched the surface,
but even if we were really dating, we wouldn't know everything about each other
all at once. I think it should be okay if we discover new things as we go
along."
    "That's probably right. I'll see
about--" Her cell phone rang. "Just let me see who this is."
    He nodded.
    She looked at her phone and then back up at him.
"I need to take this in case it's about the project. It's Frank
Grainger."
    He waved a hand at her to go ahead.
    "Hi Frank, what's up?"
    After a minute she glanced up at Eric with a grin.
"No, Frank, I won't be able to come to dinner tonight. I have a
date."
    Eric smiled at her.
    "Yes,