The Luck of Love is book one in Gia, Luke, and Josh’s story. This is a tease for readers of book one as to what is to come in book two.
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TRUTH OR DARE by Serena Akeroyd
A The Luck of Love interlude
“Go on, Gia.”
Squinting at her lover, Josh, Gia toasted him by flipping the bird. “I don’t want to play. It’s a stupid game.”
“You’re only saying that because it’s your turn.”
At his arrogance, Gia murmured, “Remember this conversation when you want me to cook your favorite meal.”
He grinned. “You know you can’t resist me when I beg.”
At that, she snorted. “Since when do you beg?”
“When I want you to make those wiggly pasta things.”
“What? Tortellini?” She rolled her eyes, then snickered when he waved an impatient hand. “I guess it’s hard to remember the simple things when you’re dealing with national secrets.”
“Don’t try to stroke my ego.”
“How about if I stroke something else? Will that get me out of this?”
When she winked at him, he just smirked. “You’ll do that anyway.”
“Gia, do you seriously not want to do this? It’s only for a laugh.” Luke’s voice piped up from eight thousand miles away over a wobbly Internet connection.
She stared at him a second, then felt a tad weepy when the fuzzy image made her feel the distance all the more. “I’m being a brat,” she admitted. “I’ll go truth.”
“Wuss,” Josh remarked, whispering the word in her ear. His hot breath against her cheek could have been irritating, instead, it made the hairs on the back of her neck jerk to attention. As well as other parts of her.
“I’m not a wuss. Get on with it.”
Luke cocked a brow at her militant tone, then asked, no hesitation, “Do you ever want us to meet your mother?”
She blinked in surprise at the question. “That came out of nowhere.”
“No, it didn’t. Not really.”
Gia turned to Josh who had propped his head on his fist. They were in his office, at his desk. It wasn’t comfortable but it was the closest they could get to the router which made the video chat less torturous with its steady stream of Internet.
She fidgeted a second in her desk chair, then when their relentless stares put her on edge, shook her head. “No.”
“Because. And you’ve had your truth.”
“No way does it work like that.” Luke pouted. “Come on, Gia. Split with the details.”
“Because I don’t know where she is.”
Josh sighed. “Am I the only one to have a healthy relationship with my parents?”
She snorted. “Oh yeah, that’s sympathetic. Thanks, love.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean for it to come out that way.”
“Josh, you might be a brilliant Brigadier General, but you’re not the best Agony Aunt.” She reached for her glass of wine and took a deep sip. “Can we change the subject? Luke, it’s your turn. Truth or dare?”
He studied her for a second, then grinned. “Dare.”
“Now who’s the chicken? What the hell can we dare you to do eight thousand miles away?” Josh grunted.
“You’re the one who suggested the game. Not my fault if you don’t like the rules.”
“I dare you to…” She smiled a wicked smile. “In fact…no jerking off for four whole days.”
Luke immediately groaned, and Josh sucked in a sharp breath. “That’s harsh, Gia. He’ll have a serious case of blue balls.”
She smirked at him. “Serves you right for making me play this stupid game, because, while you’re at it, if you ever want tortellini again, you can’t jerk off either, and guess what, I just got my period.”
Luke burst out laughing. “You’re a cruel witch, Gia, but we love you.”
She blew him a kiss. “I love you too, babe.”
Josh pouted. “You’re a meanie, but…” He relented, “I do love you.”
“It’s the Italian in me. I’m impossible not to love.”
“Now, now, let’s not get too big-headed.” A shout sounded from behind Luke, and he grimaced. “Crap, I have to go.”
“Be safe, darling.” It was all she could say, all she could ever say when he had to go. Josh just nodded at him, but she knew his throat would feel as thick with emotion. They waved and across the miles, Luke smiled, before disconnecting the call.
Gia turned to Josh and rested her head against his shoulder. “I hate this,” she whispered.
“I know, love. I do too. Not long now.”
“No, just a few more months. Hardly any time at all,” she snapped.
“It will pass. It always does.”
She tightened her lips, holding back the words that wanted to fall, but they were words he didn’t deserve to hear. Anger was useless in this situation. It was how it was, and would be how it would be.
Two months until Luke was back home.
She had no choice.
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