Jeannie Watt - Always a Temp

“She’s doing well. Just got a promotion to design manager.”

“Tell her congratulations from me.”

“Maybe you can tell her yourself when you come for the interview….” His ex-partner’s voice trailed off hopefully.

“I’ll think about it. Good night, Suze. Talk to you later.”

Nathan tossed the phone onto the dresser and went into the bathroom, where he stared at himself in the mirror for a few seconds before turning on the water to brush his teeth.

It had been nothing short of a miracle when, after Nathan had returned to Wesley, Vince Michaels had bought the paper and promptly fired the editor. Newspaper jobs in a town the size of Wesley were nonexistent. Nathan lived near his dad and brothers, in the town he’d grown up in, doing the job he’d trained for. If he felt as if he was just going through the motions day to day, it was from the inherent stress of an editor’s life. Survival mode.

He just needed to ride his bike more, take the edge off.

This was where he belonged.

CALLIE WOKE UP SHEATHED in sweat, the light cotton blanket that had covered her in a tangle at the end of the bed. She sat up, swung her feet onto the floor and then sat for a moment, her face in her hands.

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