Love You Always Read Free

little nervous, but that’s understandable, and I know my eyeing up her legs didn’t help any. But she’s sure easy on the eyes to look at.
    I’d better get back to business.
    “Can you tell us a little about yourself?” I ask.
    She gazes at me with her alluring blue eyes and I have to say, I’m attracted to her as a bear to honey. What man wouldn’t be?—she’s a gorgeous woman. But of course, it’s just physical attraction and nothing more. That’s the first thing most people are attracted to, so I’m not making any apologies for it.
    “Well, I’m currently a college student majoring in business. I enjoy horseback riding, skiing, and volleyball. My favorite foods are just about everything. I’m not a picky eater, and I enjoy every cuisine there is.”
    I like that she looks back and forth between Angela and I—shows she includes everyone in her conversation. She’s probably a very courteous and considerate person, caring about people and their feelings.
    “My weakness is chocolate, and if you ever wave it in front of me, taunting me, and not willing to share, I’d have to take you out.” She smiles.
    Angela and I look at each other and laugh. A sense of humor is always a plus. I’m liking this woman more and more.
    “Hurry, Angela, hide the chocolate,” I tease.
    “Oh my, a woman after my own heart. I’m sure we’ll get along, with that in common,” Angela chimes in, smiling from ear to ear. Looks like Laura’s passing the test. I can tell Sis likes her too. And it’s not only what Laura’s said so far, but also how she carries herself, the warmth that exudes from her, and the pleasantness in her tone and demeanor.
    “Do you play chess?” my sis asks.
    “Oh, I’m afraid not.” A small frown curves her lips.
    “It’s okay. It’s only because I’m stuck inside this house that I have to engage in indoor games.” Angela looks over at me. “Marcus is such a sweetheart. I know chess isn’t his game, but he makes time to play with me a round or two. Of course, I always beat him, so maybe that’s why it’s not his favorite game.”
    “What? I let you win. If I don’t, you’re all pouty for the rest of the day.”
    Sis slaps me on the arm. “I am not pouty!”
    I laugh at her outrage.
    “Okay, so I’m exaggerating. Maybe pouty is too strong a word. How about ‘sour puss’?”
    “Oh, you!” She slaps me again.
    Laura laughs at our sibling banter.
    “Do you have brothers or sisters, Laura?” I ask her as I shy away from my sister’s abuse.
    Her bright eyes go dim. I must’ve hit a sensitive spot.
    “I have a sister, but my brother died two years ago.”
    “Oh. I’m so sorry to hear that,” I say with as much sincerity as I can feel. I know what she’s going through.
    “We had a brother too,” Angela informs her, her voice soft and sad.
    “I’m so sorry,” Laura says, her eyes full of compassion as she glances at my sister and then at me.
    “How old is your sister?” I ask.
    “She’s seventeen.”
    “She’s still in high school then.”
    She nods her head. “Yes.”
    “Are you two close?” Angela asks.
    “Not so much anymore. We used to be closer before our brother died. Something changed in her after that. She doesn’t seem to want to talk to me anymore.”
    “That’s too bad. Maybe someday, when she’s older, she’ll realize how important you are to her.” I give her an encouraging smile.
    “I sure hope so.” Her smile show signs of hope, yet uncertainty.
    I’m curious to know what happened to her brother, but I don’t pry. If she wants to tell us, she’ll volunteer it. She must be feeling the same way about David, since she isn’t asking about him either.
    “I’m leaving in two days. Will you be able to start tomorrow? That way, I’ll be able to help you with anything you might need before I go.”
    “Yes, I sure can.” Her eyes then look at me quizzically. “You sure you don’t need to ask me any further questions?”
    “Why? Are you