“He wants someone to blame for his marriage troubles. “What did Giroux want? Did you know he was coming by?” “Women,” he scoffed, with warm amusement in his eyes. She said she’d talk about it when I wasn’t upset.” “So ask her,” he said, in that matter-of-fact male way. Lucas, Corinne … I keep digging for people’s secrets instead of just asking about them outright.” I didn’t answer right away, thinking it over. I think it’s something else, but I don’t have a clue.” “She should! But I don’t think that’s it. “Maybe she’s feeling guilty for cheating.” His thumb stroked soothingly over my knuckles. That’s nothing new, but I’m used to her acting like it’s just common sense to want financial security. The sidewalks were clogged with people, but they were moving briskly. “Both.” I looked out the tinted window as we slowed due to traffic. “Tell me about it.”Īngus got in the driver’s seat and pulled into traffic. His tongue licked into my mouth, tasting me, making my thoughts grind to a halt. He caught me by the back of the neck and kissed me, his mouth sealing over mine. I’d just hit the end button when the door opened and Gideon joined me. If you need me and you can’t reach me on my cell, send me an e-mail. Not that he has to worry about that,” I added, imagining Cary’s expression. Would you do me a favor and think about moving into a place we share with Gideon, and we can talk about it when I get back? Someplace new, that we can all afford. “Hey, just reminding you that I’ll be gone this weekend. It went to voice mail, so I left a message.
Slipping into the cool backseat, I pulled out my smartphone and called Cary. How much did he know about Nathan and Gideon? Did he know as much as Clancy? Or even more than that? “Excellent.” He rounded the rear of the car and opened the back door for me. The Bentley waited at the curb and as I walked up to it, Angus climbed out and smiled at me. I WAS STILL thinking about my mom when I left the Crossfire at five o’clock. That wasn’t at all reassuring when she was on Gideon’s side of the marriage argument and not mine. “No.” Her eyes took on a calculating gleam. “I’m not going to let you ruin this, Eva.” For once, that didn’t bother me, because it restored some of her spirit. That’s the perfect age.” Determination straightened my mother’s spine.
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