Robyn Carr Quote

Tell us about your man, Susan said. Oh, Jack’s not my man, she said automatically. He is the first friend I made in Virgin River, however. He runs a little bar and grill across the street from Doc’s—as much a meeting place as a restaurant. They don’t even have a menu—his partner, a big scary-looking guy named Preacher who turns out to be an angel—cooks up one breakfast item, one lunch item and one dinner item every day. On an ambitious day, they might have two items—maybe something left from the day before. They run it on the cheap, fish a lot, and help out around town wherever needed. He fixed up the cabin I was given to stay in while I’m there. The women didn’t say anything for a moment. Then Susan said, Honey, I have a feeling he doesn’t think of you as a friend. Have you seen the way he looks at you? She glanced at him and as if he could feel her gaze, he turned his eyes on her. Soft and hard all at once. Yeah, Mel said. He promised to stop doing that. Girl, I’d never make a man stop doing that to me! You can’t possibly not know how much he— Susan, June said. We don’t mean to pry, Mel. June doesn’t mean to pry, but I do. You mean to say he hasn’t…? Mel felt her cheeks flame. Well, it isn’t what you think, she said. June and Susan burst out laughing, loud enough to cause the men to turn away from their conversation and look up at the porch. Mel laughed in spite of herself. Ah, she had missed this—girlfriends. Talking about the secret stuff, the private stuff. Laughing at their weaknesses and strengths. That’s what I thought, Susan said. He looks like he can’t wait to get you alone. And do unspeakable things to you. Mel