3 The Ex Who Conned a Psychic

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by Sally Berneathy


  “Yes. He was as shocked as I was. He said he’d been thinking about me, concerned about me, and suddenly he found himself there with me.”

  “That’s good. I’m glad he’s expanding his area. But it still doesn’t solve my problem. Even if he has the ability to go away and let me have some time without him, he won’t.”

  Teresa’s smile widened and her eyes sparkled. “There’s one more thing. When I told him I was doing okay, he started to leave to return to you. I called him back because I wanted to try to persuade him to spend this evening with me and let you have your time with Jake. That’s when we both discovered I can call him to me and he has to come.”

  Amanda’s jaw dropped. She closed her mouth and looked at Charley. “Is that true?”

  He didn’t lift his gaze or answer her.

  “He doesn’t want to admit it,” Teresa said, “but I assure you, it is true. Apparently last night when I was trying to work with him to help him progress, he and I became attached. I suspect it was because he was fighting me so hard. If you’d done the right thing and moved on, Charley, it wouldn’t have happened.”

  Amanda smiled. “Does this mean what I think it means?”

  “It does. I have nothing planned for the evening and will be happy to do a little ghost-sitting.”

  Amanda felt so light she thought she might be able to float like Charley. “Thank you! How can I ever repay you?”

  “I’ve always wanted to learn to ride a motorcycle. Ross and I have a date tomorrow night, so you’re on your own then, but I think we can work out a schedule.”

  She gave Teresa a hug. “I’m so glad you’re my friend!”

  “Come on, Charley. Let’s go to my place and make popcorn. I’ll send him home tomorrow, Amanda.”

  “Tomorrow?” Charley protested. “You want me to leave her alone all night?”

  Teresa started down the steps with Charley trailing behind, grabbing at the rail, desperately and futilely attempting to halt his progress.

  Jake, his foot on the bottom step, looked up. “Hi, Teresa.”

  “Hi, Jake. You and Amanda have a good time tonight.”

  Jake grinned. “We will.”

  “Wife stealer.” Charley punched Jake in the nose as he and Teresa passed.

  Jake blinked and looked surprised but then continued up the stairs to Amanda. “You look great. Beautiful.”

  “So do you. Look great, I mean. Maybe not beautiful. Handsome.”

  “I’m going to puke,” Charley called. He sat stiffly in Teresa’s car, in the passenger seat, not on the back.

  Teresa waved and drove away, taking Charley with her.

  Jake took Amanda’s arm and smiled down at her. “Ready?”

  She returned his smile. “Oh, yes. I am totally ready.”

  Ready to have a life that didn’t always include Charley. Ready to see where this attraction with Jake could lead. Ready for a good-night kiss from warm, living lips.

  The afternoon sun shone brightly on the horizon and in Amanda’s heart as she walked down the steps with Jake, into her future.

  THE END

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

 

 

 


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