tomorrow, what’s the big deal?”
He sighed
deeply. “I love you Shan. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
“Nothing will.”
“That remains
to be seen. I’ll see you in an hour, be in the lobby.”
Before she
could respond, he’d hung up. She dragged her suddenly weary body out of bed and
took a long, scalding hot shower. Why was John being so unreasonable? Sometimes
he drove her crazy. She didn’t know how Cheryl put up with him. He could be so pigheaded.
She just thanked her lucky stars she wasn’t married to him anymore. As much as
she loved him, he drove her nuts. After drying her hair and getting dressed,
she woke Cameron up by lightly shaking him and pulling off his covers.
“Meet me
downstairs in thirty minutes all packed. Your father’s picking you up.” She
hoped her voice didn’t betray her anger with John.
He gave an
unintelligible groan and rolled over. Wouldn’t that tick John off more if Cameron
showed up late? Shannon smiled as she left the room. It would serve John right
if Cameron kept him waiting.
She entered the
dining room, paid for Sunday morning brunch even though all she could stomach
was coffee and a muffin. She took a table next to a window facing the street. The
sun shined brightly, guaranteeing another beautiful day. Too bad, after her
conversation with John, she would have trouble enjoying it. Then her eyes found him as he entered the restaurant, causing her heart to soar. He wore
jeans and a blue chambray shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His
eyes scanned the room and when they locked on hers, he smiled and nodded in
greeting. Immediately her body quivered with anticipation. She watched him pile
food on his plate and stroll over to her. My God, even the way he walked
screamed out sex.
“Good morning
Shannon, you’re up early,” he said as he slid into the chair opposite hers.
“Morning Cole,
so are you.”
***
His radar spiked.
Something had changed since last night. He took a sip of his steaming coffee
and studied her. Yup, something was definitely wrong and his stomach took a
dive. Was it him? Did she regret kissing him? Only one way to find out.
“Mind telling
me what the matter is?”
She forced a
smile. “What makes you think something’s the matter?”
He sat back, cradling
his coffee mug in his hands, his brows drawn together. “I may have only met you
yesterday, but I’m an extremely perceptive person and something’s screaming at me
something’s wrong.”
She played with
her muffin, breaking off pieces and letting them crumble onto her plate. “John
called.”
“Ahh, John, as
in the ex, he heard.”
“Yeah, he heard.
I’m sorry Cole. He’s coming to pick up Cameron.” She glanced at her watch. “Soon.”
She didn’t say
anything, just stared at him and her eyes said it all. The look caused his
pulse to jump and sent a jolt to his heart. “I see,” he said, not even trying
to hide his anger. Or was it hurt? After putting his coffee mug down, he leaned
forward and covered her small warm hands with his large ones. “He shouldn’t
blame you. I invited Cameron on stage. In hindsight I shouldn’t have asked. I
should have realized his father would not approve of him playing with a convicted
murderer. How people perceive me is always dead center in my mind, but Cameron’s
talent blew me away I wasn’t thinking there would be consequences. I’m so sorry
I’ve caused you trouble.” He went to pull his hands away but she stopped him.
***
“No, don’t go,”
she pleaded. “You’re right. But you don’t know John. He’s just doing what he
thinks is right. He thinks he needs to protect his son from you, but he’s
wrong.”
This time she
didn’t stop him when he pulled his hands away, even though the loss of contact
was almost physically painful to her. He ran them through his hair, and she
noticed for the first time all the gray hairs mixed in with the blond. It
wasn’t all she noticed, his hands
He sighed
deeply. “I love you Shan. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
“Nothing will.”
“That remains
to be seen. I’ll see you in an hour, be in the lobby.”
Before she
could respond, he’d hung up. She dragged her suddenly weary body out of bed and
took a long, scalding hot shower. Why was John being so unreasonable? Sometimes
he drove her crazy. She didn’t know how Cheryl put up with him. He could be so pigheaded.
She just thanked her lucky stars she wasn’t married to him anymore. As much as
she loved him, he drove her nuts. After drying her hair and getting dressed,
she woke Cameron up by lightly shaking him and pulling off his covers.
“Meet me
downstairs in thirty minutes all packed. Your father’s picking you up.” She
hoped her voice didn’t betray her anger with John.
He gave an
unintelligible groan and rolled over. Wouldn’t that tick John off more if Cameron
showed up late? Shannon smiled as she left the room. It would serve John right
if Cameron kept him waiting.
She entered the
dining room, paid for Sunday morning brunch even though all she could stomach
was coffee and a muffin. She took a table next to a window facing the street. The
sun shined brightly, guaranteeing another beautiful day. Too bad, after her
conversation with John, she would have trouble enjoying it. Then her eyes found him as he entered the restaurant, causing her heart to soar. He wore
jeans and a blue chambray shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His
eyes scanned the room and when they locked on hers, he smiled and nodded in
greeting. Immediately her body quivered with anticipation. She watched him pile
food on his plate and stroll over to her. My God, even the way he walked
screamed out sex.
“Good morning
Shannon, you’re up early,” he said as he slid into the chair opposite hers.
“Morning Cole,
so are you.”
***
His radar spiked.
Something had changed since last night. He took a sip of his steaming coffee
and studied her. Yup, something was definitely wrong and his stomach took a
dive. Was it him? Did she regret kissing him? Only one way to find out.
“Mind telling
me what the matter is?”
She forced a
smile. “What makes you think something’s the matter?”
He sat back, cradling
his coffee mug in his hands, his brows drawn together. “I may have only met you
yesterday, but I’m an extremely perceptive person and something’s screaming at me
something’s wrong.”
She played with
her muffin, breaking off pieces and letting them crumble onto her plate. “John
called.”
“Ahh, John, as
in the ex, he heard.”
“Yeah, he heard.
I’m sorry Cole. He’s coming to pick up Cameron.” She glanced at her watch. “Soon.”
She didn’t say
anything, just stared at him and her eyes said it all. The look caused his
pulse to jump and sent a jolt to his heart. “I see,” he said, not even trying
to hide his anger. Or was it hurt? After putting his coffee mug down, he leaned
forward and covered her small warm hands with his large ones. “He shouldn’t
blame you. I invited Cameron on stage. In hindsight I shouldn’t have asked. I
should have realized his father would not approve of him playing with a convicted
murderer. How people perceive me is always dead center in my mind, but Cameron’s
talent blew me away I wasn’t thinking there would be consequences. I’m so sorry
I’ve caused you trouble.” He went to pull his hands away but she stopped him.
***
“No, don’t go,”
she pleaded. “You’re right. But you don’t know John. He’s just doing what he
thinks is right. He thinks he needs to protect his son from you, but he’s
wrong.”
This time she
didn’t stop him when he pulled his hands away, even though the loss of contact
was almost physically painful to her. He ran them through his hair, and she
noticed for the first time all the gray hairs mixed in with the blond. It
wasn’t all she noticed, his hands
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