Hey all,
This is my last Sunday in Cordoba, Argentina. When I next post, I'll be sitting in my apartment in Buenos Aires!! WooHoo! There is so much to see and do in that city, I may not be online at all! LOL But I promise to keep posting the FREE READ. I know you want to find out what's going to happen with Eran and Amaris. So without any further ado, here's today's installment. Enjoy!!!!
The Watcher's Guild: Sweet Nephilim
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Chapter Eleven
A Shocking Question
The
startled look on Eran’s face told Amaris she’d surprised him. Not only the statement she’d made, but the
fact she’d hugged him. She swallowed,
hoping he wouldn’t give her away. This
was all she could come up with in the short time they’d had before her mother
came out and prevented further conversation.
It sort of popped out of her mouth before she could get his okay.
“Y-Your fiancé?”
her mother stuttered, her gentle eyes shifting back and forth between her
daughter and the man she’d brought with her.
“I-I didn’t even know you were dating seriously.”
“I’m afraid
that is my fault.” Eran stepped forward
smoothly and took her mother’s hand in his.
“I travel quite a bit and finding time for our relationship can be
difficult.”
“Yes.” Amaris couldn’t help teasing. “He’s always flying off somewhere.”
Eran gave
her a squeeze in warning. “But I knew as
soon as I set eyes on Amaris, we were destined to be together.”
“Oh,
Johnson…” The older woman sighed
dramatically. “Isn’t that romantic?”
“Hmph.” Amaris’ father chewed on his pipe and stared
at the couple. Amaris felt like she was
a teenager again, caught crawling back through a bedroom window after a late
night party.
“Come in,
come in.” Mrs. Dover stepped back and
motioned towards the door. “We don’t
need to stand out here. We’ll have some
coffee and get to know each other.”
Amaris
glanced at Eran, who lifted an amused eyebrow at her. She had a feeling later she was going to pay
big for this little white lie. “Thanks,
Mom.”
They all
went inside, and a few minutes later Amaris found herself seated with Eran on
her parent’s well-worn couch. Eran’s big
hands held the delicate china coffee cup carefully, and he sipped it without a
word, even though she knew her mother’s coffee could be lethal.
“Eran,” Amaris
said with an apologetic smile, “I guess I should formally introduce you. This is my mother, Janice, and my father, Bertram. Mom, Dad, this is Eran, my fiancé.”
“Bertram?”
Eran glanced at her mother. “I thought
you called him Johnson.”
“I did.” Janice
blushed prettily. “It’s a nickname. He’s got this big ol—”
“Motor!” Amaris
broke in desperately, terrified that Eran might be offended at the family’s time-honored
naughty joke. “He’s got a boat, and the
motor is way too big for it, so he got the nickname Johnson. That’s all.”
She went
red when the other three looked at her in obvious amusement. She’d protested a bit too much. “Well, I…uhhh…”
Johnson Dover
cleared his throat meaningfully, but there was a twinkle in his eye. “I suppose
you should tell us just how you two met.”
Amaris
opened her mouth to answer, but Eran beat her to it. “We met by chance. Amaris was on her way home after work, and
she was attacked by two thugs. I rescued
her.”
Cat’s out of the bag now, Amaris
thought with an inward groan. Eran
wouldn’t understand the fact that another little white lie would have been
better here. She hadn’t wanted to scare
her parents with the truth about the attempted rape.
“Amaris? Oh, my God!”
Janice’s eyes narrowed with concern.
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
“I didn’t
want you to worry.” Rolling her eyes at
Eran, Amaris took her mother’s hand. “I
wasn’t hurt, and Eran got to me in time.
We’ve been together ever since.”
“And what
happen to the men who tried to rob you?”
Her father’s gaze pinned hers.
“Were they arrested?”
Amaris let
the mistake about the robbery go and prayed Eran would do the same. No parent wanted to know their daughter came
close to being raped. “They were dealt
with. Suffice it to say they won’t be
bothering any other waitresses on their way home.”
“I’ve told
you a hundred times the streets aren’t safe.”
“I know,
Dad. I know. I’m sorry.
But like I said. Eran saved me,
and I can’t regret the attack completely since it’s what brought us together.”
“Hmmm.” Her father chewed his pipe some more and
stared at Eran. “Just what do you do for
a living, Eran?”
“I’m in
security.”
Amaris
almost choked on her coffee at his response.
He wasn’t lying, but he sure wasn’t telling all the truth, either.
“What kind
of security?” Her dad’s curiosity was
obviously aroused.
“Any number
of things. Whatever I am called on to
do. Usually, it is a protection detail,
or more recently training a new recruit.”
“And you
make good money doing this…security?”
“DAD!”
Eran
chuckled at Amaris’ outraged gasp. She’d
pulled him into this deception, now she had to deal with the consequences. For his part, he was actually enjoying
himself, although he wasn’t sure Jehovah would appreciate the lie Amaris had
come up with. An angel could deceive,
but only for the greater good. He wasn’t
sure if this really qualified, but it was too late to do anything about it now. He could only keep the damage to a minimum.
“It is
alright, little angel,” he soothed her.
“He is your father. He has the
right to know you will be protected and cared for.” His amber gaze met Johnson’s suspicious
one. “I have no money worries. I do quite well. Sir, Amaris is the most important thing in
the world to me. I would cut off my
right arm before I hurt her. She will be
cared for in all ways. This I promise
you.”
“But it all
happened so soon. Do you really know
each other?” Janice wrung her hands a
bit. “I mean, you’re a very handsome man
and built, and I’m sure the sex is great, but—”
“MOTHER!”
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I think I want to be that sort of mom-in-law. Keep 'em guessing, that's my motto. LOL Though I think Eran and Amaris are going to have to be on their toes to keep up this deception. I wonder what her parents will come up with next? Stop by next Sunday to find out!!!!
Have a great week!
Hugs,
CJ England
Follow Your Dreams
http://cjengland.com/luckbealady/luckbealady.htm
1 comment:
ROFL! I want to be that kind of mom/mother-in-law too! lol Great smile today!
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