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“Why would he come here?”
“I’m not sure.” He shook his head. “Please believe me that I wouldn’t have asked you over if I’d known. I wouldn’t do that to you.”
“Yeah, we didn’t get along too well last time, did we?”
Trey released her hand and sat back. “You should go. Before he arrives.”
Suddenly knowing she shouldn’t leave Trey alone with his father, she shook her head. “I just got here.”
“My father could be in a rage.”
She nodded. “Maybe. He wants to have it out with you.”
His jaw set, Trey glanced toward the pool where Jason splashed. “Whatever his purpose, it won’t be pleasant.”
She leaned forward. “Do you think I can’t handle unpleasant, Trey?”
He swung his gaze back to hers.
“Do you know what a cop does on the job most of the time?”
A faint smile softened his expression. “Arrest bad guys?”
“I wish. Mostly we calm people down.”
“Senior can be cruel,” Trey said, looking away again.
“I am not afraid of your father, Trey.”
Trey returned his speculative gaze to hers. “Maybe you should be.”
She issued a harsh laugh. “I’ve seen far worse.” When Trey didn’t reply, she said, “But I’ll go if you want me to. Do you want me to go?”
He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he stared across the pool again and said, “Actually, I don’t want you to ever leave.”
Kelly sucked in a breath, her heart thudding so loudly she could hardly hear herself think. Trey was now talking about more than a confrontation with his father.
Focusing on her again, he raised a hand and stroked her cheek. “Don’t you know that, Kelly?”
Their gazes held, and she swallowed, unsure what to say other than, no, she didn’t know that.
“And please don’t ever think that you are harming Jason,” Trey said. “My son adores you.”
At a shout behind her, Trey broke their connection and looked toward the house. He narrowed his eyes.
When another yell sounded, closer this time, he leaped to his feet so abruptly the chair almost toppled over.
“Well, isn’t this just nice and cozy.”
“Father,” Trey said.
Kelly whirled to find Senior standing on the patio, legs planted wide, hands on his hips, a sneer on his face.
Damn, but the man had lousy timing.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Wentworth,” Olga said, her face flushed, hurrying up behind Senior. “I couldn’t stop him.”
“That’s all right, Olga,” Trey said. “You can go.”
With a final glare at Senior, Olga moved away muttering to herself.
“What is she doing here?” Senior demanded, jabbing an accusing finger at Kelly.
“Didn’t anyone ever teach you it’s not polite to point?” Kelly came to her feet and faced Trey’s father. Had he been drinking?
Senior’s lips curled back from his teeth. She almost laughed. Was the man actually snarling at her?
“I think a better question is what are you doing here, Father,” Trey said.
Breathing hard, Senior whirled back to Trey. “Son, you and I need to have a conversation.”
“The time for that has long passed,” Trey said. “You should have taken my advice a year ago. You should have returned my calls this week.”
Trey’s father raised his chin. “Well, I’m here now.”
Aware the splashing in the pool had ceased, Kelly focused on Jason. The child stared at his grandfather with a horrified expression. The bodyguard had come to his feet, alert and watching for the need to intervene. Good man.
“Jason shouldn’t see or hear this,” Kelly told Trey. “Either move inside or let me take Jason.”
“Is this slut calling the shots now?” Senior demanded, pointing at her again.
Raising his arm as if to strike his father, Trey lunged forward. But Kelly was closer and moved faster. She batted away Trey’s arm. If Trey and his father came to blows, there’d be no going back for them.
“Watch the name-calling, pal,” she said with deadly menace, jabbing Senior in the chest. “In case you didn’t know it, I’m armed.”
