Was he The One who got away?
Late one night, Nicki Johnson plays with emotional fire and Googles her high school love, only to find his name splashed across the British gossip columns. Back in his native England, Adam Kincaid is successful and dating a woman from an aristocratic family like his own. With a career in politics, Nicki's no slouch, but she knows Adam is living a world away from her life.
Yet there was a time he was no farther than the next locker. Nicki will never forget their year together in high school--the year of her sister's death, the year her mother checked out. Adam helped Nicki through suffocating grief, and she led him through coming of age. But when is a high school crush something more?
Damn. He really was cute. His hair was longer and a little scraggly, and his clothes weremore rumpled than Adam’s. If he didn’t have an English accent, he would have looked like a surfer boy. Plus he was nice. I wondered if Adam had said anything to him about me.Regardless, I thought I’d be nice back.
“Well, Adam and I have two classes together. You’re about to be taught economics by thesoccer coach. If you’re lucky, you might learn how to balance a checkbook. English is at the end of the day. You’ll hear about Puritans there.”
“The Puritans? Weren’t they Englishmen who came to America? They were oppressed in England because of their religion.”
“That’s right.” I held his gaze. He was definitely older and confident, and I was pretty sure that if Rachel saw me talking to him, she would be pissed if I didn’t flirt a little. I leaned against my locker and said, “Religious oppression. Sexual repression. That pretty much sums up the pilgrims.”
“Sexual repression?” Raising his eyebrows, David smirked. “The last class sounds interesting. Why were the pilgrims repressed when it came to shagging?”
“A strict moral code leading to scandalous affairs.”
“Really? I like the last part.”
I tried to keep my eyes from bugging out. I bet you do, I thought. Time to tone things down,so I said, “The affairs just lead to self-mutilation. Reverend Dimmesdale deals with his byburning a big letter A for adultery into his chest.” I looked over at Adam, who gave a nervouslaugh. I guess he didn’t like hearing about Dimmesdale again.
David turned his body so it was toward me, and he crossed his arms, settling into ourconversation. His voice got a little lower and kind of sexy. “That part doesn’t sound like muchfun to me. What do you think?”
Even before she graduated from law school, Mary knew she wasn't cut out to be a real lawyer. Drawn to politics, she's spent her career as an organizer, lobbyist, and nonprofit executive. Nothing piques her interest more than a good political scandal or romance, and when she stumbled upon writing, she put the two together. A born Midwesterner, naturalized Texan, and transient resident of Washington, D.C., Mary now lives in Northern California with her two daughters and real lawyer husband.
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