LABEL.ME.MAN By Pat Garcia

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Cover by 4WILLS Pub

Hello Everyone,

Here is a second excerpt from my upcoming novella.

Label.Me.Man

Ferro closed the door behind them and walked around the Bentley to the driver’s side. The dark-tinted glass panels that separated the front and back seats were closed, accommodating Gio’s often withdrawn nature. He sat back and sighed. His most precious treasure was seated beside him. Gio looked to his left. Jediah sat close to the door, gazing out the window. Pain flowed through his heart. Jediah filled his world with light, but her fear of him was an agitation he needed to learn how to deal with. Could he bear to let her go? He ached deeply for her to understand and commit to him and their marriage.
“You don’t have to sit so far away from me.”
“I’m fine.”
“All right.”
“Aren’t we going home?” Jediah asked, noticing that Ferro wasn’t driving in that direction.
“No, we’re going to my office. I have to attend the negotiation.”
“When does it end?” she asked, turning her head from the window to look at him.
“I don’t know.”
“Then it will be a long one.”
“Probably, but don’t let it concern you.”
“Could you take me home first? You have my word that I’ll never run away again.”
“I want you to come with me.”
“Why?”
“Because I need you by my side,” Gio answered, his voice hardening.
“Do you need or want me here because you don’t trust me?” Jediah replied. “Would I still have to go to the meeting if I agreed to the additional inclusion in our marital agreement to give you all the time you need?”
Do you agree?”
“Yes, I agree.”
“That makes me happy, Jediah. I know I’m weird, but I’m not insane. I wouldn’t have chosen you if I didn’t think you could handle marriage to me. We’ll drop you off at our home, and I’ll have another car pick me up so I can return to my meeting.” Gioacchino leaned forward, opened the glass panel, and instructed Ferro regarding the change of plans.
“Thank you,” Jediah said as Ferro moved to the right lane, which led to the interstate to take them home.
“You’re welcome,” Gioacchino said, closing the glass panel between them and Ferro. He leaned toward her and kissed her cheek. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear, putting aside the formality between them.
He reminisced about the romcom Jediah loved to watch. Practicing the scene that he had stored in his memory, he left his hiding place, bridging the distance, and turned her toward him. He pulled her to his chest and cradled her in his arms, pressing her head against him. Jediah’s body relaxed in his embrace.
“I believe you,” Jediah turned and murmured, her mouth covered by his jacket.
Surprised that his action seemed to calm her, he experienced a rare happy moment and planted kisses on her forehead, unaware of what his action meant to her.

Shalom shalom

Pat Garcia

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