Sister Laurel & the Atheist

By D E Daum

BLURB Wildly attracted to each other, can a beautiful, shy sister and a devilishly handsome atheist fall in love and find happiness despite their differences?It was love at first sight. That's what the lovely, shy Sister in Waiting Laurel, and the devilishly, handsome Julian Peters both agree. But is their overpowering love and attraction enough to allow this unlikely couple to overcome the obvious societal obstacles plus the differences between their own core beliefs to make a life together?Sister Laurel & the Atheist is a cute, humorous and oh, so, romantic story.EXCERPT I could have danced. The breath of fresh air named Laurel was going to meet me. God she was hot, with her shoulder-length dark hair and large brown eyes. Gorgeous and smart, she didn't seem to realize how special she was. I had to laugh. I wasn't going to sit with her, but the growing problem in my pants forced my presumptive action. Thankfully, it worked out. The moment I first saw Laurel, I was interested. Trying to be inconspicuous, I'd watched her at first in the mirror behind the counter while she watched me. Fantastic, I'd thought, I have to meet this delectable tidbit. When the line had moved forward and she fell out of view, I chanced the occasional surreptitious glance. The few times we'd locked eyes, my stomach lurched, but I resisted looking away. The shy thing she was, she immediately averted her gaze and blushed.And now, I'm on my way to meet her at the museum. What a stroke of luck. My first choice would have been to take her home, undress her and make love to her. You don't screw a woman like that; you make slow, passionate, meaningful love to her. In time, Julian. In time. She wasn't the kind of woman that would just jump in bed. There was something pure and innocent about her. With a woman like that you take your time and woo. That kind of woman deserves a lifetime commitment. Whoa, Buddy. You're getting way ahead of yourself.I clicked the lock on my Porsche Cayenne SUV and hopped in. After taking 101 to 110, I jumped off at Exposition Blvd. I pulled into my designated space in the rear of the building and rushed into the huge edifice. By the time I reached the lobby I was out of breath and...she wasn't there. Could this be a brush off? I glanced around. She was nowhere visible. I rushed to the gift shop. No Laurel. I headed for the information booth, but after I arrived, I didn't know what to ask the attendant. While I was thinking of what to ask her, a fingertip pressed me between my shoulder blades. I swung around and there was a vision of splendor-Laurel smiled at me with her beatific countenance.I'm sure I shocked her and the attendant, but I was so happy to see her, I took her in my arms and kissed her. She didn't respond, but neither did she push me away.Realizing what I'd done-how forward I'd been-I jerked away. "I ah...excuse...I umm, don't know. Please forgive me...I was so...worried when I-"Laurel began to laugh-a pretty, infectious laugh. I shrugged my shoulders and sighed. "Wow. You give a whole new meaning to the term personal tour. Do all the recipients of individual tours of the museum get such a warm greeting?" I must have blushed, because a flush of heat shot though me, as did she when I responded, "Only a beautiful angel such as you, sent to bedazzle me. But time's a wastin'. Where would you like to start?"In her first personal gesture, she snuck her arm inside the crook of mine and said, "I can't make up my mind. You pick."

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 1074169360
• ISBN13: 9781074169367
• Release Date: January 2020
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 160 Pages
• Weight: 0.49 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.3" x 6.0" x 9.0"