by Tammy J. Palmer
GENRE: Contemporary Romance
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Ginny Cotton, bike riding, chess playing, loan processor, has set a new goal: find someone to have sex with. Soon. As in tonight. It’s the only way to finally get over Jason, her best friend, the guy she’s been waiting for since high school— the guy who is now engaged to her sister. She’s saved her virginity for him since he doesn’t believe in premarital sex. What better way to get over Jason than to have sex with someone else? The hot guy Ginny meets through a dating site seems like the perfect choice. There’s only one problem. To achieve her goal, Ginny must first overcome the anxiety that has been holding her back her whole life.
Pierce found the Cotton house at ten minutes to one. It was pouring. There were people sitting in their cars and others huddled beneath a white tent, trying unsuccessfully to hide from the rain. Pierce heard someone yell for help. A strong gust of wind had caused the tent to tip dangerously. He got out of the car and ran across the yard to where Walt was holding one leg of the tent. Pierce grabbed hold of it too, just in time to keep the whole thing from toppling.
Walt ordered the others to carry the food inside before all was lost. Pierce kept hold of the tent as the inhabitants scrambled to move everything. As soon as the tent was cleared out, the wind stopped.
“Picked a hell of a day for a wedding,” Walt said.
“Pretty crazy,” Pierce agreed.
A woman in a yellow dress darted across the lawn, one hand on her head in a hopeless attempt to keep her hair dry. “We have a problem.”
“No kidding,” Walt said.
The way the woman glared at Walt, she had to be Ginny’s mother.
“The downstairs bathroom is locked, but no one is answering when we knock. We think Ginny was the last person to go in there and we can’t find her anywhere else.”
Pierce had a sudden vision of Ginny sprawled out on his bathroom floor. What if she’d had a panic attack?
He started toward the house. The living room was jammed full of people. Pierce heard someone ask if anyone had seen the groom yet. No one had. He got directions to the bathroom. A young girl with white-blonde hair and pale blue eyes stood in front of the door with her legs tightly crossed. “It’s locked, but there’s no one in there.”
He tried the doorknob and called Ginny’s name. There was no answer. Walt came up behind him.
“If Ginny is in there she’s not answering,” Pierce said. “Do you want me to break down the door?”
“We might have to,” Walt said.
“If you lift me up, I could go in through the window,” the girl said.
“The window, good thinking Angel, but it’s probably locked,” Walt said.
“Actually, Ginny left it open when she climbed out of it.”
“Ginny climbed out the window?” Pierce asked.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Tammy J. Palmer lives in Portland, Oregon with her husband of twenty-five years and a spoiled cat named Betty Boop. She has two children who turned into pretty darned awesome adults. You can visit her website at: www.tammyjpalmer.com
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