Free Marrying Mona (LOVESTRUCK "Spirited" Comedy Romance) by Mimi Riser

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    The prequel to Seducing Sophia …
     
    MARRYING MONA
    A “Spirited” Comedy Romance
    The LOVESTRUCK Series
    Story #1 (rated PG)
     
    MIMI RISER
    www.mimiriser.com
     
    Copyright 2013 by Mimi Riser
    All rights reserved.
     
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    [Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author's imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.]
     
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    Marrying Mona
    by Mimi Riser
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    “Everyone has some psychic ability,” Angelica said. “But most people repress it. I know I did. Good Lord, I was past fifty before I finally admitted the voices I heard were real.”
    Angelica D’Leon, heiress and socialite, was seventy now and driving her family nuts with regular news updates from the spirit realm. Danny D’Leon winced at the latest announcement.
    “You’re getting married. Soon,” his grandmother told him. “I saw it in a dream last night. The bride wasn’t quite clear, but I’m sure it’s someone you already know. Or knew.”
    Gee, that narrowed the field. Danny’s list of current lovers was surpassed only by his list of former ones. He changed girlfriends oftener than most men changed their socks. Variety was the spice of life, right? Danny liked spice, damn it – spicy food and spicier babes – neither of which could be found at the Cosmic Crumpet Tea Room, Angelica’s favorite choice for their weekly luncheon together. They’d been coming here for months, so he’d had ample time to sample the fare.
    “I’m not the marrying kind.” He frowned at a passing waitress, an overly wholesome brunette who gave him a nervous look.
    Angelica chuckled. “That’s what your grandfather used to say, but he married me anyway.”
    “Gran, he married you for your money.”
    He said it to aggravate her into the dropping the subject.
    He should have known better.
    “Horse hockey. He married me because he got me pregnant with your father.” She shot him a smirk. “Still, it worked out well. We had a lot of good years together before he passed over to the Other Side.”
    “Louder, Gran, they can’t hear you at the back tables.”
    “Oh, when did you start being such a prude, Mr. Love-’em-and-Leave-’em?”
    The waitress, passing by again close enough to overhear, suddenly burst into tears and raced off toward the restrooms.
    One could only assume it was the “leave ’em” part that got her. Danny felt a twinge of what some might call guilt. He blamed it on indigestion. Damn crumpets and herbal tea.
    Angelica’s eyes narrowed. “Good Lord… Her? Mona ?”
    “Mona?” Danny cleared his throat. “Is that her name?” He knew it was, of course. He was just stalling for time.
    “The name of your bride , you mean?”
    “Hell, no!”
    “Hell, yes! I see it clearly now. All of it!”
    Ouch. Danny hoped not. It had been only a brief fling a couple of months ago, and pretty vanilla compared to his usual romps, but it still wasn’t the sort of thing a guy wanted his grandmother to witness – psychically or otherwise.
    She threw a cosmic crumpet at him. Splat. “You’re your grandfather all over again!”
    That put it concisely. Nuff said.
    Danny brushed buttery crumbs off his shirt and pushed away from the table. Easier to face the proverbial music than to sit here facing Angelica.
    The sound of muffled sobs met him when he reached the lady’s room.
    He knocked on the closed door. “Mona?”
    “Go