Cinderella Wore Tennis Shoes: A Novella - Plot & Excerpts
The road demanded his attention. What the hell was he doing? The entire situation was absurd. Rescuing damsels in distress was something his partner, Con, might do. Not Dan. And yet here he was, driving his sleeping princess, unable to keep his eyes off her as he tried to understand how he’d ended up with this woman in his truck. Charlie slept soundly in the seat beside him, and that bothered him. She was far too trusting. She was a grown woman and should know better than to take rides from strangers, and even worse, fall asleep like this. Naive. She looked like a little girl wearing her father’s cast-off clothes. Trusting, naive, innocent, and sweet. Like a puzzle, the day had fed Dan pieces of Charlotte “Charlie” Eaton. Dan was working hard at fitting all those pieces together. She was far more suited to someone like Con than the man she’d almost married, from the sounds of it.
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