Gambling On a Heart (2013)
“Tracy opened her door a little after one AM, instantly wishing she wasn’t wearing the rattiest t-shirt she owned as a nightshirt. “I wasn’t expecting you until morning.”
He walked across the porch as if his shoes were made of concrete, and stepped into the entry, removing his hat. “Is Mandy sleeping?”
Tracy glanced up the stairs. “Yeah. I was headed upstairs myself when I saw your headlights in the driveway.” He nodded and looked around. She got the impression he was trying not to look at her. ...She clasped her hands together in front of the old University of Texas t-shirt. “Want something to drink? I usually drink tea at night, but I can make coffee. You look like you could use some.”
He met her gaze, and the ghosts haunting his eyes took her aback. “That would be good. How long has Mandy been asleep?”
Shrugging, Tracy led him down the dimly lit hall to the kitchen. “Oh, since about nine. She and Bobby played in the pool after supper and that tired them both out.”MoreLess
He walked across the porch as if his shoes were made of concrete, and stepped into the entry, removing his hat. “Is Mandy sleeping?”
Tracy glanced up the stairs. “Yeah. I was headed upstairs myself when I saw your headlights in the driveway.” He nodded and looked around. She got the impression he was trying not to look at her. ...She clasped her hands together in front of the old University of Texas t-shirt. “Want something to drink? I usually drink tea at night, but I can make coffee. You look like you could use some.”
He met her gaze, and the ghosts haunting his eyes took her aback. “That would be good. How long has Mandy been asleep?”
Shrugging, Tracy led him down the dimly lit hall to the kitchen. “Oh, since about nine. She and Bobby played in the pool after supper and that tired them both out.”MoreLess
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