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Finally, Constance snapped her book shut and the smile Dianna had been expecting filled Constance’s face. “I knew it. I told James you weren’t going to last long. Only I thought you might end up having a crush on Shane.”
“Shane? Eww, no. He’s my boss.”
“Hey,” Constance said with mock offense. “Technically, James was my boss when I started to develop feelings for him.”
Dianna smooshed her face into her blankets, her voice muffled by the duvet. “That’s different.” When she sat up, she found Constance eyeing her with an expression that wasn’t easy to read. “What?”
“You tell me. You’re the one who wanted to talk about this. So talk. What’s going on? Has he hit on you?”
“What? Of course not. Tristan is a gentleman.”
“Gentlemen can hit on women.”
“Not when there’s a line of professionalism that needs to stay in place.”
Constance rolled her eyes. “So that’s what you’re upset about? He’snothitting on you?”
“No.” Dianna groaned once more. “I’ve got these feelings and these thoughts flying around my head like bats.”
“Halloween was two months ago, sis.”
Dianna gave her sister a dirty look. “I’m being serious. I didn’t think I was interested in anything romantic. But the more time I’ve been spending with Tristan and his son, the more I find myself fantasizing what it would be like to be part of their family.”
Constance’s mouth dropped open.
Clambering to her feet, Dianna reached into her back pocket where she’d painstakingly folded the picture that Mathew had drawn for her. She tossed it frisbee-style at her sister. “Look at that.” The folded sheet of paper bounced off Constance’s knee and fluttered to the floor.
She reached for it and carefully opened it, then met Dianna’s eyes with a frown. “He’s married?”
“No. That’s a picture Mathew drew of me with his family.”
“Aww, that’s sweet.”
“No, it’s concerning,” Dianna insisted. “I can’t date Tristan. I can’t let myself fall for him. And now Mathew is getting too attached far too early for it to be healthy.”
“Why?”
“They’re going to move back home after their therapy plan is over.”
“So, why can’t you date him while he’s here?” Constance flung the folded sheet of paper toward Dianna. “Because I fail to see why that is something that can’t be changed.”
Dianna dug her fingers into her hair as she rolled over onto her back and stared at the ceiling. “Have you already forgotten that there’s a degree of professionalism that needs to be maintained?”
“What does Shane say?”
Dianna stiffened. “Why would I ask him?”
“Because he’s your boss and has the final word. Unless there’s an HR department out there at the country club.”
“I’m not going to date him, Constance.”
“Then why are we having this conversation? You’re really confusing me.”
“Because I think I want to date him.”
“So date him.”
Dianna threw her hands down at her sides, allowing her fists to bounce against the mattress. “You’re not being very helpful. You need to tell me what to do so I don’t make a mess of everything. I don’t want to lose my job, and I don’t want to hurt Mathew.”
