Authors: Cindy Jacks
WakingMaggie (5 page)
And that simply, he stayed.
* * * * *
A year later, there he stood, her gorgeous, fresh, beautiful
Calvin, whipping up eggs and bacon in her kitchen. Okay, so maybe it hadn’t
been simple. Both their families balked at the relationship at first, but as it
became clear this was no dalliance, they’d come around. Her friends thought
she’d lost her mind, but applauded her at the same time. No, it hadn’t always
been easy, but Maggie and Calvin didn’t really care what others thought.
She sidled up and wrapped her arms around him from behind.
“Smells great.”
“Thanks, babe. Breakfast will be done in a sec.” He flipped
the bacon. “Look in the fridge.”
She pulled open the door to find a bottle of champagne
chilling there. Touched by the effort, she gave him a peck on the cheek.
“Perfect.”
She set out the plates, two champagne flutes and silverware.
Casting her mind back to the night they’d met, she couldn’t help but smile.
“You know, I was thinking.” She hugged his back again.
“About what?” He basted the eggs with a little butter from
the pan.
“We should send what’s-his-name a case of champagne.”
“Frank? Why?”
“Well, if he’d shown up a year ago, you wouldn’t be here
right now.”
He leaned back and kissed her. “You don’t know that. Love
always finds a way.”
Still the true believer.
Calvin served her first and then made his plate. He took a
seat next to her and pulled the champagne from the ice bucket. A quick pop of
the cork and he poured their glasses. Setting down the bottle, he raised his
flute to her.
“To my Maggie Mae—with an e, not a y—here’s hoping we have
many more wonderful years.”
With a mischievous grin on his face, he started to hum that
infernal Rod Stewart song. Maggie started to scold him but then thought better
of it. Thanks to him, maybe she didn’t hate the song as much as she used to…not
that she’d ever tell Calv
in.
She tapped her glass against his. “To my Calvin, the only
person in the world who’s allowed to call me Maggie Mae.”
About the Author
Prior to becoming a multi-published writer of romantic and
erotic fiction, Cindy went to college at the University of Hawaii at Manoa and
graduated with a BFA in Art. After a brief attempt at an art career, she
decided the “starving artist” life wasn’t for her. She worked for ten years in
the corporate arena, but now spends her days as a full-time author.
When not chained to her laptop, she enjoys hanging with her
family, belly dancing and exploring the culinary arts.
Cindy welcomes comments from readers. You can find her
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