A Scarlet Kiss – Heidi Lowe

I let out a sigh of relief. “That was…that was–” “She’s unstable and you should disregard everything she just said,” Scarlett said tartly, excused herself and powered away to her apartment before I could say anything. “Hey, what was that all about?” Marcus inquired when I rejoined him and his friends. He wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed me on the cheek.

“Who was that woman?” “Oh, just a disgruntled ex-friend of your sister’s. I think it was about a man,” I said, shrugging. Even though Scarlett was a mega bitch to me, I felt the urge to protect her by keeping her secret. When or if she was ever ready to tell her parents about her thing for the ladies, she would do it in her own time, I mused. For twenty minutes or so, I hung about at the party, bored out of my mind, thoughts occupied by the scene with Susan.

Scarlett hadn’t returned to the party, and I began to suspect that she never would. For the second time that day, I snuck away unnoticed. My hand trembled as I knocked on the door to the annexe apartment. “What do you want?” Scarlett asked when she opened the door.

“I, uh, just wanted to see if you were all right.” “I am, now you can leave again.” She went to close the door, but I held my palm against it as resistance. “I saved your ass out there, the least you could do is invite me in.” Her sigh was loud, but she stepped back so I could enter. It was a spacious, modern apartment, nothing like the main house. A barn conversion, maybe? The exposed, original beams and stone build hinted at that. “I could have handled it myself,” she said, hands on her hips.

“You didn’t need to get involved.” “Can’t you just say thank you like a normal person?” I threw up my hands in frustration. She just watched me, her chest rising and falling.

Published by Heidi Lowe Books, 2017. This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. A SCARLET KISS First edition. September 13, 2017 Copyright © 2017 Heidi Lowe _________________________ For exclusive content, discounts, and news of upcoming titles, visit www.hlowebooks.tk _________________________ 1kitap1.com/en CONTENTS TITLE ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT NINE TEN ELEVEN TWELVE THIRTEEN FOURTEEN FIFTEEN SIXTEEN SEVENTEEN EPILOGUE BOOKS BY HEIDI LOWE BLURB 1kitap1.com/en ONE As soon as I spotted the floral print case make its way through the chute and down the conveyor belt, I hurried forward and snatched it up as quickly as I could.

As quickly as a 50 lb suitcase would allow someone of my slim build. Waiting around for my case to show up had always made me anxious, ever since that one summer when, having touched down on home soil from a family vacation to Vancouver, we were informed that one of our cases had been left in Canada. Some kind of mix up. It just happened to be my case. It arrived first class the following day, but the scars were already firmly in place by then. After that, I couldn’t leave the country without worrying if my clothes were stuck back in Massachusetts.

I sighed with relief as I lifted the handle bar and followed the signs for the drop off and pick up bay of London’s Heathrow Airport – one of the busiest airports in the world. This evening, it had certainly lived up to its name. People rushed back and forth past me, brushing me, barging me, and kicking my case in their mad rush to get out of the airport.

The air was warm and inviting when I stepped out of the Terminal 5 exit. Surprisingly warm. Marcus had talked extensively about the weather in the UK, and I’d envisioned a snowy thunderstorm awaiting me on my first ever visit. Marcus. Where the heck was he? I prayed he wouldn’t keep me waiting all afternoon. Punctuality wasn’t his strong suit. Fighting back the urge to dig into my case for a cigarette, uncertain of how long I would have to wait for him, I looked up and saw a tall, shaggy- haired boy approaching.

When he spotted me, he broke into a run. I followed suit. “There she is,” he said, flinging his arms around me and lifting me off the ground in the process. I giggled as we kissed, like lovers reunited – he was the soldier coming home from war, and I, the doting wife.

Well, not quite. But for a moment I allowed myself to fantasize. “God, I’ve missed you,” he said, finally setting me back on the ground.

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