Free Contemporary Romance: Passage of Arms - A Military Romance Novel (Romance, Contemporary Romance, Military Romance, Romance Novel Book 1) by Nancy Adams Page A

really hoping to finish this teddy bear within the next two days,” Sarah sniffed and shifted the soft cotton of her dress around on her right shoulder.
    Becky nodded. “The teddy bear you’ve been working on is really cute,” she said plainly. She stood in front of Sarah and shifted her weight. After a moment, she added, “You look nice though.”
    “It wasn’t a date!” Sarah snapped quickly. She stared at Becky, and then turned her back to the young girl. She hated when her emotions got the best of her. “I’ll be in the back,” she grumbled. She walked away from Becky, keeping her head down and slipped down the hallway that led to the back office.
    She had barely turned on the light when she turned and saw Becky. She jumped and grabbed at her heart. “Goodness, child,” she gasped with a thick gulp of cold air. “You can’t scare me like that,” she whispered a second later in a rough, whispered rasp.
    Becky chuckled sheepishly. “I know, I’m sorry. I just,” she paused and took a deep breath. “I don’t know how to say this but,” she paused again, brows bunching together.
    Sarah straightened herself and watched Becky. “Well what is it? Is it about me snapping at you out there?” Sarah asked, genuinely confused. Becky shifted her weight and shook her head. “I’m sorry about that though, it’s just—,” Sarah sighed. She couldn’t really be upset if it wasn’t a date. “I’ve have a lot on my mind.”
    “I was just hoping you’d go on a date or something,” Becky said quickly. Her words stopped Sarah. “I mean, nothing has to come of it, but just a date, don’t you think? Would you like that?”
    Sarah blinked, and then shook her head. “What are you talking about?”
    “Okay,” Becky wiped her hands on her jeans and wet her lips with determination. “Please don’t get angry, but I was worried about what would happen if he didn’t show up.”
    “Becky,” Sarah began.
    “No, let me finish,” Becky’s voice rose suddenly. Her forcefulness subdued Sarah for a moment. “I know a guy. He’s good looking, has a good, steady job. He’s not seeing anyone. I talked to him about you—.”
    “You did what?”
    “He looks good, Sarah,” Becky stressed. “I mean, really good,” Becky nodded quickly and held her hands up before Sarah could protest again. “Look, I had him on standby, just in case. Can’t you just meet him?”
    “If he’s so great, why aren’t you with him?” Sarah asked flatly. Becky chuckled suddenly and shook her head.
    “He’s not my type.”
    Sarah’s eyes fell. “Becky, I don’t have time for this.”
    “Sarah, please,” Becky stressed. “Please, just this once,” her eyes pleaded with Sarah’s. “Look, just hear me out,” Becky paused, waiting for an objection, but Sarah only crossed her arms and tightened her jaw.
    “Okay,” Becky swallowed back and took a deep breath. “Listening to you tell me about your friend yesterday just got me to thinking, okay? I’ve worked for you for two years now and I’ve never once seen you with a guy,” she paused as Sarah rolled her eyes and averted her look. “It’s just that,” Becky frowned, “you’re young, pretty. You should be with someone. You’re a great woman.”
    Sarah couldn’t bring herself to meet Becky’s gaze. She hated talking about her love life with anyone. It wasn’t a subject up for discussion. She knew she could be with someone if she wanted to be. She just didn’t want that right now.
    “Besides, I really don’t want you ending up like my mother,” Becky added. Sarah laughed at Becky’s added tag on and finally met her eyes.
    “Thank you, Becky,” she said gently. She felt herself gaining control of the flighty strings of sadness that had blossomed from reading Bruce’s text. “Bruce was just an old friend though. We were going to meet and catch up.”
    “So you wore that dress?” Becky questioned. “And your hair, I’ve never seen you do it like