Destiny and a Bottle of Merlot by Bria Marche Read Free Book Online Page B

inside to the master bath. She brought out a roll of toilet paper and the garbage can. “Sorry, hon, you don’t have any tissues up here yet. I’m not going back downstairs until we leave.”
    Sasha laughed. “I’ll put tissues in bathroom on my ‘to do’ list. I don’t know if either of you spoke to Mia this afternoon, but she came over and we talked. That’s when she helped me with the furniture. Anyway, we kind of joked about me being like Martha Stewart.”
    “I get that,” Vic said.
    “Then Mia said something about this place being my destiny. I don’t want to go off subject here, because there’s more I want to say, but jokingly I told Mia my name should be Martha Destiny. To be honest, that name really fits who I am. If I have to change everything about myself, I may as well call myself a name that suits me. It might sound silly, but that’s what I’m changing my legal name to. I want everyone that knows me to call me Sasha though. This will just be on paper. I’ll quitclaim the Victorian to Martha Destiny so my actual name won’t be on it anymore.”
    “Holy shit, Sasha. That’s really a hard core change. Are you sure?”
    “I’m positive. It’s all going to be okay. I have to believe that.”
    ***
    The familiar sound made Aaron glance out the window. He was sure he heard the rumble of Mia’s Camaro, and he was right. She parallel parked in front of the camera shop and got out of her car. The tap on Mia’s shoulder surprised her. She turned to find Josh Redmond’s white, glowing teeth smiling in her face.
    Damn, I need sunglasses around those teeth. “Hi, Josh, you startled me. What’s up?”
    “Hey, Mia, have you talked to Sasha lately?” He seemed nervous and embarrassed to ask, making it apparent he was smitten with her.
    Mia played along. “Sasha who?”
    “You know who I mean. I just haven’t talked to her since she closed on the house.”
    “Were you supposed to? I mean, you did your job, right?” Mia was tightening the noose around Josh’s neck and she loved it. He needed to be brought down a few notches. Something about him reminded her of Jack, to a lesser degree.
    “Well, I guess so. The weird thing is, I drove by the house this morning, and by the way, the paint job looks beautiful.”
    “Yeah, I’m aware of the paint job. You were saying?”
    “Oh, I lost my train of thought.”
    “You drove by, and then what?” Mia was becoming impatient since she wanted to go inside and talk to Aaron. She had a perfect view through the window of Aaron laughing at her.
    “Oh yeah… I drove by and saw a short haired blonde planting mums next to the driveway. Do you know if Sasha has company?”
    “No clue, Josh, gotta go. Why don’t you knock on her door next time instead of doing a drive by? See ya.” Mia bolted up the few steps and into the camera shop, making sure the door closed behind her. “Ugh… I swear that guy is in heat for Sasha. Poor girl. He can figure her out on his own without my help.” Mia took Aaron by the hand and stepped into the back room. She covered his mouth with her own, French kissing him deeply. She playfully pulled Aaron in tight against her body, cupping his butt in her hands. His manhood was waking up as he pressed himself against her. Mia pressed back. She felt the heat radiating through his slacks.
    “What do you think you’re doing, Ms. James?” Aaron asked, in a raspy voice.
    “I’m letting my man know what will be waiting for him tonight at my place, seven p.m. Do you have a problem with that, Mr. Daniels?”
    “Hell no.” Aaron kissed Mia’s neck.
    The bell above the door rang out as a customer walked in. “Son of a bitch,” Aaron whined. “You’ll pay later, Mia, I swear. How am I going to go out there with this hard on?”
    “Hmmm…?” She innocently looked at the obvious bulge in his pants. “I’ll let myself out the back. Later, babe!” She looked back and blew him a kiss, then smiled and disappeared. Mia laughed out