Bare-Naked Lola (A Lola Cruz Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
Somehow I managed to step my lead feet back into the bathroom and slam the door. Leaning against it, squeezing my eyes shut, I made the sign of the cross and prayed this would end quickly. A light tap sounded through the door, followed by Jack’s husky voice. “Come on, Lola. We need to talk. It’s not what you think.” I knew it wasn’t, but I didn’t like how seeing Sarah made me feel. I wanted Jack, and I wanted him to myself. “About what?” I asked, a frog firmly stuck in my throat. I was Magdalena Falcón Cruz’s daughter, which meant I was nothing if not stubborn.“I didn’t think she’d come back,” he said, “but she did.”“No kidding.”“Damn it. I told her I was done. I told her parents I was done. I told Brooke to stay the hell out of it. Sarah showed up again anyway.” I laid my hand flat against the door, imagining it matched up with his. “I can’t do this, Jack. Not after we…” I swallowed the lump climbing up my throat. He was silent for a beat, then said, “Come on.
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