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“All healed?”
“Laura, why did you call me?”
His abruptness surprised her, then she looked chagrined for being caught stalling. She took a deep breath and said quietly, “I wanted to thank you.”
His heart plummeted. She really had invited him just for tea. “What for?”
“For keeping our secret. You had so many opportunities to tell the whole sordid story. You didn’t. You protected Foster, as well as me. He certainly hadn’t earned your confidence. I wanted to tell you how much I appreciated it.”
“Well, I didn’t exactly want the world to know I’d been your stud for hire.”
“Whatever your reason, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
He didn’t want her goddamn gratitude. He had honored his promise to Coach and to himself not to contact her, although not a day had gone by that he hadn’t wanted to. So today, after months, when she’d called, he’d thought maybe…
But no. While he was sitting here making polite conversation, aching to touch her, wanting to taste her mouth, all she’d wanted was to say thank you. He couldn’t take any more.
Agitated, he rubbed his palms against his thighs, then abruptly stood up. “Look, I need to run. I’ve got a…thing.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” She stood as well. “I didn’t mean to keep you.”
“No, it’s okay. It was good to see you.”
“It was good to see you, too.”
“Right. Thanks for the tea.”
As he turned toward the door, he lightly slapped his side, which served as a reminder. “Oh, I almost forgot. I brought you something.” Reaching into the flap pocket of his sports jacket, he took out a small box.
She looked at him quizzically as he passed it to her. “What’s this?”
“One way to find out.”
She held it, hesitating a moment before pulling the end of the ribbon to untie the bow. He realized he was holding his breath as she removed the lid. Lying on a bed of satin was a tiny gold star with an infinitesimal diamond in its center. She kept her head down, staring at the charm, so he couldn’t see her reaction. But she remained so still he began to think this had been a lousy idea.
When another moment passed and she still didn’t say anything, he tried to justify himself. “It wasn’t very far along, I know. Probably no bigger than that diamond. But…” He ran his fingers through his hair. “But there’s no marker, you know? Nothing to show that it ever existed. And it did. At least for a few weeks.”
She kept her head down, didn’t move. Shit! Bad idea. Really, really bad. He should just shut up about it and leave. Instead, he said, “I thought you might like to have something to remember it by.”
When she finally raised her head, her face was wet with tears. “I’ll always remember it. I’ll hold it in my heart for as long as I live.”
They moved simultaneously. His arms enfolded her, and he held on like he would never let her go. He might have vowed as much. Afterward, he couldn’t remember for sure what declarations he’d made at some later time and which ones he’d made right then, just before cupping her face in his hands and lifting it to his. He did remember telling her he loved her, repeating it as he kissed her lips, her eyes, cheeks, and brow. Finally their lips met and they kissed deeply and ardently.
And then for the longest time, as afternoon turned to evening, they sat on the sofa together, enjoying the fire, holding hands, and talking. They talked about nothing that was too serious. They swapped anecdotes. They exchanged frivolous information. They laughed often.
It was their first date.
