Hearts Entangled
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Tara Cook meets a dashing photographer at a charity event. Drawn to the man by his magnetism, she must balance his appeal against her very solid marriage to her husband, Amos.
Marlon, the photographer, knows his place and the two part on friendly and distant terms. She relates the meeting to her husband and begins the transformation of her man into something she can't see. He questions her with a growing curiosity that derails her attempt to put Marlon behind her.
Forced to contact Marlon through her work, she is once again exposed to the handsome man. This time, instead of escaping his appeal, she becomes entangled. She can't run, she can't hide, and she doesn't want to.
Laran Mithras
I write sexy stories that skate along the edge of modern relationships. I don't like cliffhangers, endless chapters, or ongoing fighting and misunderstanding until the last page of the book. So, I don't write those in my books. Many authors think they're being edgy and have an alpha-male alien who's never heard of Earth running around saying, Jesus Christ! every two pages. Ridiculous. So, yeah, I don't do that, either. No religious expletives in my books.I write from the standpoint of realism. My heroes and heroines are normal people who make the extraordinary leap to sexual and emotional fulfillment. Most of my stories are HEAs and are designed to provoke a deeper thought about where we stand with our relationships.I don't live with two dogs or cats who rule my life; I have two pet rats. Yeah, really.Comments on stories or other questions can be directed to: laranmithras@charter.net. Connect with me on Facebook: Laran Mithras. Happy reading!
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Hearts Entangled - Laran Mithras
HEARTS ENTANGLED
By
Laran Mithras
Cover Photo by Shutterstock.com
Hearts Entangled is a work of fiction. Names, locations and incidents either are a product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
Copyright © 2016 - All Rights Reserved
Don't ever run from romance, run to it.
~ Laran
CHAPTER 1
Tara Cook wanted to die. Just kill me now. Smother me with a pillow, throw me in front of a bus, please, God, just do something.
The oily-sweet man in front of her - thick with glasses like a professor, eyes so wide the whites were showing all around – was a condescending son of a bitch. His voice had that breathy sound to it that implied he knew all about what he was talking about.
Tara wanted to die. Or choke him. She had heard enough condescension from white people who tried to demonstrate they were above stereotypical bigotry by making the stupidest statements.
The oily man was Joshua Cohn, sickly wealthy and he knew it. He said, It's so wonderful to see black people embracing the arts.
His eyes showed interest, but his mouth betrayed him. The upper corner of his lips twitched as if witnessing something distasteful.
Tara wanted to throw up. There was nothing more insulting than hearing the condescension delivered as if it was a compliment. She pursed her pretty lips and tried not to roll her eyes. She kept eye contact with the man and said nothing. Oh, but she was saying it in her mind. Fuck. Off.
She was here as Elizabeth Watson's personal assistant. She wasn't here for the horrible examples of color and crap they were pushing as art. No, indeed, she wasn't here to participate in the art auction for charity at all. She knew better: charities were money scams. Eighty-five percent skimmed off every dollar to go into fat pockets. Nope, she believed in the Salvation Army – a real charity.
But she had a job to do, even if Ms. Watson had brought her and then found she didn't need her. Tara looked toward the drinks bar. She put on the best forced small smile she could and said, Excuse me.
Joshua grimaced in that typical elitist way: mouth open and showing all his teeth; tongue resting in sight; and lips pulled up in more of a grimace than the smile they were supposed to be.
She turned away, then rubbed her forehead and closed her eyes. Lord, save me from all of this.
Hello…
The voice was smooth and low.
She opened her eyes to a garish display. The man was black like her, which was comforting, but wearing the most outrageous color for a shirt she could imagine. The problem was, she was wearing the almost identical color of dress. She coughed to cover a stutter and said, Um, hi…
He held out his hand. I'm Marlon, the photographer.
She glanced at his hand, thinking she should not shake it, but then decided to, anyway. Tara.
His smile was a slow spread like melting butter in a hot pan. Tara…
She felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and started to turn away.
He stopped her with a delicate touch to her arm. May I buy you a drink?
She arched an eyebrow at him and said, It's an open bar.
He laughed silently, his head nodding. Well, let me get you a free one.
She sighed. Well, at least if I'm seen with him, people like Joshua will leave me alone. She searched his open face, seeing nothing threatening there. All right.
His hand touched the small of her back lightly in escort.
She allowed it, numbed at the spot by a sudden swelling of awareness at the contact. From her back spread a fuzzy blanket of serenity.
He guided her to the bar. His smooth voice didn't change as he addressed the bartender. Desert Rose?
The short blonde woman with butched and spiked hair shifted her eyes to the bottles and then nodded once.
Marlon said, Two, please.
Another nod, and the woman went to work.
Tara didn't know the drink. Desert Rose?
He turned his back to the counter and leaned back gently – moving his slung camera bag carefully. Tequila and some citrus juices.
She smiled slyly. ToKillYa, huh?
His laugh was a low chuckled that vibrated in her chest. It goes down good.
I can't stand it straight.
Who does?
His eyes looked her up and down without being invasive.
She lowered her eyes so she wouldn't have to see him stop at her breasts, if he did.
Whatever his inspection, it was gentlemanly short. You're here to buy?
Actually, no. I'm Personal Assistant to Elizabeth Watson.
Personal assistant, huh? Good job?
She felt at ease with him, she realized. He wasn't acting overbearing or demanding. She lifted her gaze to do to him what he had done to her: she checked him out. A quick once-over told her that he was shorter than her husband Amos, but just as well-built.
He saw her looking and winked.
This is a good time to tell him. She held up her left hand. I'm married, you know.
I thought we were talking about your work.
The bartender set down two glasses and lightly patted the counter in confirmation.
Marlon turned and gave her a wave. Thanks.
He turned back, eyes curious and intent. Is she a good boss?
Still holding her hand in the air to display her wedding ring, she realized the conversation wasn't threatening. She lowered her hand and watched his as he picked up a glass. She's alright. It's a lot of emails and phone calls. Appointments and scheduling. Rich people can't seem to sit still.
She accepted the glass he offered.
He lifted the side of his half-smile a little more on an already pleasant face. This is my second charity event for JJS Charities.
She decided to play along, feeling nothing threatening from the man, nor anything suggestive. Good pay?
Very. Fifteen hundred for the night.
Her eyes went large. And you didn't tip the bartender?
His teeth showed in a silent laugh of genuine amusement. I was going to at the end.
She knew photographers made good money at events, but that was about half what she made in a month. I didn't know the pay was that good.
Oh, mine? Sure, but I don't do events every night. Weddings are good, too, but you can only book a few of those a month.
Only?
Sure. Who gets married on a Monday?
Oh…
She sipped her drink and liked it. This is good.
A beautiful drink for a beautiful lady.
Alarm bells sounded in her head. Inside her thoughts, men in jumpsuits scrambled into battle positions. Weapons were loaded with endless heavy clicks. Torpedoes slid into tubes. Red arming lights lit up. A lever was pulled and the Death Star prepared to fire. But for some reason, she didn't turn away or otherwise excuse herself. She regarded him silently over the rim of her glass.
He was devilishly handsome. Gentle about the eyes in a suggestive way. He was cleanly kept, hair shaved down and the hair around his mouth and chin very trimmed. His belted khakis had no bulge hanging over them and his shoes were leather and polished. Even his fingernails were clean.
Is it so bad if I talk to a handsome man? If I take a compliment? She said nothing, just smiled at him over her glass. Her heart beat a little faster, but she wrote it off to shyness and her humble attitude.
She considered their meeting so far: he had not been personal in any way. No questions about where she lived, where she worked, what days she worked.
He turned personal. So…is he a good man?
His eyes dropped to her wedding ring.
Hmm, more opportunity to set this handsome man straight. He is. His name is Amos.
His tone didn't change except to include a hint of admiration. A fine name.
He took a sip, so cool that Tara accepted his next question. He treats you right?
Her words came clear and