Final Fondue (A Five-Ingredient Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
The air around her seemed to buzz like a high-voltage wire. She’d suppressed her memory of how good-looking he was, his brown eyes framed by dark lashes, his high cheekbones. He had features that would have made the sculptors of ancient Greece swoon—a classic profile and a marble heart. Val caught Bethany’s eye. “Can you handle the booth by yourself for a minute or two?” Bethany nodded and scurried under the canopy. Val reminded herself how she’d wasted five years thinking Tony was the love of her life. She moved closer to Gunnar. Tony wore the crooked smile that women found so charming. “Good to see you again, Val. I’ve missed you.” Obvious that he’d lost weight. Missing her cooking? Starved for affection? “What are you doing in Bayport?” She kept her voice even, devoid of emotion, despite the turmoil inside her. “Well, I didn’t come for the Tricentennial.” “While you’re here, enjoy the festival.” You won’t get anything else out of this trip. “Gunnar, this is Tony Nicolias.
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