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“A little bit,but I had some tea and dry toast. Now I’m thinking of a bowl ofcereal.”
“Forlunch?”
“It has milk init.” She reminded him.
“Oatmeal?”
“Cold cereal.I’m don’t do oatmeal.”
“Goodenough.”
“Why thankyou.”
“You’rewelcome.” He paused again. “You could stay over.”
“I was planningon doing that.”
“I hope Ididn’t scare you last night with the nightmare.”
“A little bit.Is it always that intense?” Moving away from the desk, shestretched and rubbed the small of her back. She was feeling restlessand should go and take a swim and eat by the pool.
“Sometimes. I’mhappy you’re not scared off.”
“I don’tscare easily.”
She heard some noisein his background. “I’m sorry, but I have to go. I’llsee you tonight.”
Putting away thedesigns she’d been finetuning, she went into her bedroom to puton a swimsuit. He wanted to see her. When she’d found out hewas gone without a word to her, she’d started to think allsorts of things.
He was regretting thenight, regretting being with her that way. She’d pushed theminto a physical relationship and he wasn’t ready. He’dtold her that some time ago.
"I don't knowwhen I’ll ever be ready for another relationship."
"First of all,that sickness you were involved in wasn’t a relationship.Secondly, if you do this, you’re allowing her to win. Youcan't."
"I’m notready.' He’d repeated tersely. "Just the thought of beingwith anyone right now makes me panic."
Well, if last nighthad been any indication, he hadn’t panicked and it’d beenunbelievable, so much that she couldn’t get it off her mind.Selecting a towel and slipping on a pair of soft shoes, she headeddownstairs. She’d make a sandwich and pour a glass of milk.
Making quick work ofit in the kitchen she hurried out to embrace the sweet air of theafternoon. Putting the tray on one of the tables, she took off hershoes and dove cleanly into the water that reflected the sky.
She loved to swim andanything of an outdoor nature was something that appealed to her. Shewas an excellent swimmer and could play a mean game of tennis. Shewas also good at playing basketball as well as baseball. She was verycompetitive, something her sister was always complaining about.
She was going toteach this kid a lot. She was assuming quite a bit here. She had anarrangement with a man who was the heir to a fortune. She was asurrogate and had broken all the rules by entering into a physicalrelationship with the father of the baby she was carrying.
His lawyer, if theywere told, would have a field day and she didn’t care. Sinkingdown to the bottom of the pool, she held her breath for a few minutesbefore resurfacing and making her way to the edge and hauling her wayup.
A slight breeze hadsprung up, wafting the scent of daffodils straight into her nostrils.Some weeding was in order, she decided, and that would take her mindoff her situation.
Hauling herself up,she reached for the towel to wipe the water out of her hair beforerubbing it off her arms and legs. Wrapping the towel around herwaist, she sat down to eat.
He’d invitedher to the party tonight, but she knew he wouldn’t want to drawattention to either of them. The place was going to be filled withreporters looking for tidbits. Dion had been in the spotlight so muchin the past he’d confessed he was trying to stay under theradar.
"That's notpossible." She’d said teasingly. "You’re aHorton and you’re hot."
He hadn’tlaughed, but she’d noticed his expression had turnedmelancholy. "There are times I wished I was just an ordinaryguy."
"Why would youwant to be ordinary?"
