He cut his eyes in her direction and
evaluated her with suspicion. “One’s for Autumn.”
Brenda chortled out loud as a Shirley
Temple-drink wisecrack jumped from her brain to the tip of her tongue. About to
open her mouth, she halted the comment when CJ narrowed his gaze.
“Listen.” Brenda’s tone became more
affable. “We’ll have to work together pretty soon. I’m thinking we should clear
the air.”
“Really? Well, I’d say you’re itching
for a fight.”
For a brief second, she pondered the
notion that he might be right. Had CJ’s earlier grumpiness offered an excuse to
funnel untapped anger over Jack’s abrupt departure? Anger she’d kept bottled
inside for the past year? “No. Just conversation.” She used as much sincerity
as she could muster.
He surveyed her, then shook his head.
“My Aussie grandmother used to call me a larrikin when I acted like you.”
“What’s a larrikin?”
“Depends on how it’s used.” He cast a
scorn-laden glance in her direction.
The bartender placed two cognacs in
front of CJ, who pulled a twenty from his pocket and handed it to him.
“You didn’t answer my question.”
The bartender returned with his change.
“Look it up.” CJ pocketed the bills, then
lifted the drinks. His mouth curved into an I-got-the-last-word-this-time smirk
and he walked away.
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10 comments:
I would like to know what one is.
debby236 at gmail dot com
Lol...I got a chuckle over your question, Debby :-)
Here, I'll give you the excerpt from the book in a later chapter where Brenda and CJ are working together and his comment resurfaces.
Hope this answers it :-)
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Brenda flashed the welcoming smile he’d seen in her Web site photo, making it difficult to be annoyed at her slight manipulation. “You know how we little larrikins can misbehave.” Her eyebrows arched in a good-natured manner.
He chuckled. “I’d forgotten about that.”
“Well I sure didn’t. If I remember correctly, the definition is a nonconformist or mischievous person. However, in Australia, where your grandmother came from, it’s slang for a hoodlum. Care to tell me which one you meant when you called me that at the conference?”
“I’d rather let you decide.”
“Chicken.” She shook her head. “Trust me. Your use wasn’t used as a term of endearment.”
“No, I suppose it wasn’t.” He was shocked that she had bothered to research the answer. “I wouldn’t call you one today.”
“We’re not finished yet.” Her warm tone held humor.
Thanks, Gigi! Appreciate the post and you're counted in :-)
Is that our word for the day? Larrikin? I can make it work! LOL.
catherinelee100 at gmail dot com
Catherine, yes! It should be the word of the day. I know a few larrikins :-)
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Sharon
Thanks for adding the excerpt with the meaning of larrikins. Liked the sharp banter between the characters.
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Thanks Jbst (lol, sorry didn't know what else to call you :-) ). Glad you liked the sharp banter. These two characters seem to keep each other on their toes! Thanks for stopping by. Got your name in the raffle.
Sharon
My name is Brends, so I guess I know what a larrikin is! ??
Urb
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Liked the excerpt.Count me in please,thank you.
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Count me in please :)
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