Then Came Love

By Patricia Pellicane

Could they survive the pain only those who love deeply can know?

She hated him beyond measure. After a year of torturous separation her feelings had only grown in strength. When would he leave? She couldn't allow him to know her most carefully guarded secret. She couldn't allow him to ever know.

He was tired of waiting for her to come to her senses, to return to him, to realise she'd made a mistake. She was the love of his life, he was taking what she refused to give. Fight him or not, she was his and was always going to be only his.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
• Release date: Aug 2, 2010
• ISBN: 9780857152503

Patricia Pellicane

Patricia Pellicane lives with her husband on Long Island in New York. Her six children live in neighboring towns as do most of her sixteen grandchildren. Her favorite hobby is reading. Patricia insists her ideas for stories come while doing dishes. “Could anything be more boring? It’s nearly impossible to keep your mind from wandering.” In a recent interview she was asked: How hard or easy is it for you to write? Patricia’s response, “Someone once wrote. ‘Writing is easy. All you have to do is put a sheet of paper in a typewriter and stare at it until blood forms on your forehead’. Sometimes writing is exactly like that. And other times it’s a wondrous happening where words flow from mind to fingers to computer screen almost without conscious thought. It doesn’t matter which way it works for you. Once a writer begins the journey, they’re hooked. It’s a drug and you can’t stop looking for that next story, that next high.”Patricia’s fans can contact her at, [e-mail] or stop in at her website at www.patriciapellicane.com Click under Books for a list of her twenty-two printed published books and About Me to catch a glimpse of what Patricia thinks about life in general and more.

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Then Came Love

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©Copyright Patricia Pellicane 2010

Cover Art by Natalie Winters ©Copyright August 2010

Edited by Michele Paulin

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Warning:  This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers.  This story has been rated Total-e-burning.

THEN CAME LOVE

Patricia Pellicane

Chapter One

The phone rang, and Jackie Parker grumbled a low frustrated curse. Of course, she mused sarcastically. She’d just gotten into the shower, her hair was covered with shampoo and now the phone rings. If she wasn’t waiting for the doctor to call about Gran’s prescription she’d ignore it, but coated in suds she had no time to rinse away, she lunged from the stall. Raymond, her step-grandfather, was, as usual, in the garden and apparently, Gran was sleeping. That or she’d forgotten again what the phone was, or why that black little thing on the living room end table occasionally made that strange shrilling sound.

Jackie almost killed herself as her foot slipped on the tiled floor, causing her to slide into the sink. She banged her ankle against the cabinet. Ow! Damn it!

Grabbing a towel, she ran for the living room. Naked, wet and slipping on the highly polished wooden floor, she staggered, hitting twice into the hallway wall. Finally, while wobbling almost drunkenly and displaying not a shred of her usual balance, she nearly fell into the large sitting room. Shampoo seeped slowly from her hair down her face, burning her eyes. She tried to both wipe it away with the edge of the towel that was wrapped around her and secured at her breasts but wasn’t having an easy time of it.

She couldn’t see. Her feet slipped every which way. Off balanced, she skidded into the back of the couch, almost fell over it and stubbed her big toe. Again, she cursed as she reached the black, heavy, old fashioned phone that rang insistently.

Hello, she managed with one hand holding the receiver and the other her towel while trying to catch what she could of the soapy water running from her hair and body.

Mrs. Grayson?

She squinted and moaned against the suds burning her eyes. She wiped at her eyes with the back of her hand, even as she asked with more than a thread of annoyance, Who is this?

Mrs. Grayson, my name is Wayne. I’m calling from the Glendale Health Department. We are asking you once again to consider complying with our policy to disclose your sexual partners. After all, Mrs. Grayson, it’s hardly fair to keep those men in the dark. If they don’t know they’re carrying a transmittable disease, there’s no telling whom they might infect. Wouldn’t you agree?

Wayne, I think you’d better check your records. You have the wrong Mrs. Grayson. You’re talking about my grandmother. She’s in her mid-seventies. Does that sound like a woman who is sleeping around?

You’d be surprised ma’am. STDs among our senior citizens are rampant.

Perhaps, but not with my grandmother.

You can’t know that for sure.

Jackie took a deep breath, barely holding to her control. "Actually Wayne, I do know that for sure. And this conversation is ridiculous. First of all, I’m positive you shouldn’t be discussing confidential information with anyone