Midnight Frolic

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When Emily Alden relocated to historic Main Street in Ellicott City, the last thing she expected was that the shopkeeper next door would judge her 'guilty', based on the inaccurate quotes of a cub reporter. In her mind, Cory Russell should have been born to another era! As for Cory, he...
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When Emily Alden relocated to historic Main Street in Ellicott City, the last thing she expected was that the shopkeeper next door would judge her 'guilty', based on the inaccurate quotes of a cub reporter. In her mind, Cory Russell should have been born to another era! As for Cory, he believes women like Emily--who put work and self ahead of all else--are what's wrong with this country! Like oil and water, it seems they'll go in opposite directions, despite their obvious attraction to one another. But will they heed God's lessons of compromise, or hold fast to their stubborn ways and remain alone, forever? As for Cory, he believes women like Emily--who put work and self ahead of all else--are what's wrong with this country! Like oil and water, it seems they'll go in opposite directions, despite their obvious attraction to one another. But will they heed God's lessons of compromise, or hold fast to their stubborn ways and remain alone, forever? 




 


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Emily was different, from the earrings jangling in her earlobes to the wispy material of her ankle-length dress, to the strappy white sandals on her feet. She hadn’t talked about the things other women he’d known had been interested in, hadn’t fussed when her hair got mussed in the convertible, hadn’t whimpered when she broke a fingernail unsnapping her purse. She’d aimed her full focus on him—something Cory had no idea how to cope with. Other women he’d dated had been so easy to entertain. Make ’em the center of attention, and they’ll have a grand old time had been the private joke that kept him smiling through all their self-centered conversations.

Cory didn’t for the life of him understand how she’d gotten him to talk about himself all evening. Somehow, the tables had been turned, and by the time he dropped her off, she knew more about him than Simone did after two years of dating. He’d hardly known the information was being taken. Her method was so slow, so easy, like coaxing honey from a pot.

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