The sound of organ music penetrated her thoughts. Erin pushed on the swinging door, slipped through the slight opening, then slid into a pew and reached for a hymnal. Lord, please draw Alayne back to You. I ask it in Your holy name. Amen.
The first selection was “Amazing Grace.” Erin smiled at its appropriateness, slipped the hymnal back into the rack and sang the words straight from her heart.
He hated Sunday mornings! Everyone slept in to get over Saturday nights. There was nothing going on—nothing to distract him.
Erin was probably in church.
David frowned. He needed to get over this attraction for Erin. He’d been making some progress at that until he ran into her at the store. And then that game in the park! That had given him a serious setback. Still, he knew what he wanted, where he was going and what he had to do to get there. And he was right on track. He wasn’t about to stop now. Not even for Erin Kelly.
David raked his hands through his hair, flopped down on the couch and propped his feet up on his ebony coffee table. Boy, that woman was messing with his head—with his life! Brandee was in a snit because of last night. Not that he blamed her. Charlene’s parties were important to people trying to scale the social ladder, and he might as well have stayed home for all the attention he paid everyone. Especially Brandee.
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