Insects? Guy thought, his stomach turning involuntarily. He could not be serious, could he? Surely she did not… Oh, but she did. Guy watched with a strange mixture of horror and fascination as Deliah carefully began pulling variously sized boxes out of her bag and setting them on the table. The tarantula was not so bad, but the hundreds of meal worms wriggling against each other and the giant black and red centipede thing had both Guy and Eli squirming and scooting away from the table.
“I know what you said, Mr. Walsh, but how could I leave them at home? Mortimer escaped and tried to eat everything the last time I left them alone,” Deliah said, as if that excuse made it acceptable to bring a possible infestation to a restaurant.
“Mortimer?” Guy asked, barely managing to get out the words without gagging.
“Mortimer,” Deliah said, “is my python.”
She looked at him expectantly. Guy was not sure if she was waiting on him for a response of some kind, or confirmation that she was not in the wrong, but there was no chance of either from Guy. This woman had some serious issues. How did Eli expect to fix her?
“Deliah, why don’t you take a look at the menu?” Eli said more calmly. “The waitress will be returning to take our orders shortly.”
“Oh! Of course,” she said, “I just had one more…”
Guy and Eli were not the only ones to jump back in surprise when Deliah pulled out a caged bee the size of her palm.
“Bordel de merde!” Guy exclaimed at the sight of it. Even in a cage, the thing had Guy scrambling out of his chair. “What is that?”
“A Japanese giant hornet,” Deliah explained happily.
She seemed completely oblivious to Guy’s discomfort and Eli’s head in his hands. She held the cage closer to Guy, and it took everything he had not to bat it out of her hand. Only the fear of the lid springing off when it hit the ground and the bee coming after him kept him from lashing out. That and the fact that he was quite allergic to bees and preferred not to end the night in the Emergency Room.
Holding his tongue was not so easy, though. “Put that…”
“Deliah,” Eli interrupted before another round of French curses spilled out of Guy’s mouth. “We have already discussed how your insect collection might make other people uncomfortable. Guy has a severe allergy to bees, and whether or not that translates to Japanese giant hornets, he is not comfortable having it thrust in his face.”
For a moment, Deliah just stood there, holding the trapped monstrosity out in front of Guy. Her brows scrunched together, possibly trying to figure out why her bug collection would upset anyone. She clearly did not think it as repulsive as everyone else did. Eventually, she shrugged and sat the plastic cage down on the side of the table furthest from Guy. She managed to find her seat shortly after. Both she and Eli moved on from the incident as if nothing had happened. Guy supposed that in Deliah’s mind, nothing had. Eli was simply a better actor than he.
“Sauve-moi,” Guy muttered under his breath. He knew no one was going to save him, though. Not this time.
About the book
Guy Saint Laurent is too busy cursing his sister to prepare himself for the slew of bizarre women he’s about to get involved with…
This is the last venture he intended to take on, but somehow he’s just become Chicago’s newest, most reluctant Date Shark.
On top of dealing with bug toting, mothering, obsessive women, Guy faces personal tragedy that changes his outlook on life.
He’s not sure what it is about Charlotte Brooks that draws him in, but getting her off his mind after a brief encounter, proves impossible.
As Charlotte tries to help Guy deal with his loss, he begins to get the impression she’s hiding something from him.
He knows he could simply walk away, continue as he always has, but he suspects whatever she’s hiding, she won’t be able to face alone.
Charlotte is the one woman who can capture his attention, but she may also be the one woman who is capable of breaking him…
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