assigned her. Lacey realized
Cam
was giving up his bedroom and felt uncomfortable with the arrangement. “Ah,
Cam
, where are you sleeping?”
“Downstairs. I thought you’d all be more
comfortable together up here.”
“But…”
“No buts. I moved to the den for the time being,
that’s all. It has a perfectly good hide-a-bed, and it’s time it saw some use.
Any other questions?”
“When’s dinner? I’m starved.”
“Rena, you’re always hungry,” said Lacey with a
laughing smile aimed toward her daughter. “How you eat so much and remain so
tiny is beyond my comprehension.”
“It’s called metabolism, Mama. We got it from
you.”
All three girls were trim and curvy, not an
extra pound on any of them. Lacey herself had never had a problem with weight
gain, except when she was pregnant. Back then, she’d felt as wide as a Mack
truck and as ungainly as a beached whale. It took a lot of hard work to tighten
those abs after their birth, and after meeting up with Cameron again, she was
glad she did. In her mind, sagging flesh was not appealing. Just look at the
way
Cam
had kept himself in shape. God, the
man was gorgeous!
She watched as he walked away, his body
disappearing from view as he went downstairs and headed for the kitchen. She
turned away from the railing and entered her room to unpack, but she couldn’t
resist another bounce on his bed. Lacey lay back and enjoyed the plush firmness
of the mattress beneath her. She could envision
Cam
here with her, entangled in the sheets as their bodies entwined. She closed her
eyes and remembered.
Cameron’s charming good looks and masculine
build had appealed to her from their first meeting. He’d been such an attentive
lover, making her feel she was special, very special. When wrapped in his arms,
she felt the world disappear as her body melted into his. They’d spent some of
their time sightseeing but always ended up in his room at some point each day.
He’d taught her love and laughter such as she’d never dreamed.
It had been an idyllic two weeks, their time
together cut short by the death of her uncle in a boating accident. She’d
wanted to run to
Cam
—to say good-bye—but how
would she explain knowing where he was staying to her family? In the end, she’d
left, her heart heavy at losing him…at not knowing how to reach him.
Ireland
was a big place, but not as big as
Canada
. She
took comfort in thinking he’d find her, someday, somehow. And he had, but was
it too late for them?
“Mama, I
thought you were going to unpack,” said Lynne as she came in and bounced on the
bed.
Lacey opened her eyes, blinking to shed her
thoughts of the past. She smiled at her daughter. “I was, but the bed looked so
inviting. I lay down and forgot everything else.” Well, almost everything.
“Abby and Rena have already gone down to the
kitchen. Better get a move on or you’ll be late for dinner. I’ll help.”
It didn’t take long for the two of them to
unpack Lacey’s belongings and store the cases in the closet.
“Thanks, Lynne. Such an efficient young lady.
The task felt rather daunting when I came in and saw those suitcases sitting
there.”
“No problem, Mama. Let’s go join the others.”
“You go down. I’d like to freshen up a bit.”
“Mama, you look fine. Come on.” Lynne grabbed
her hand, pulling her along as she crossed the hall to the stairs.
“This is such a beautiful house.
Cam
must’ve planned on having a family at some point to
build one so big.” The thought of
Cam
with
someone else gave Lacey no pleasure at all.
“He’s a big man. Probably just needed the space.”
“Hmmm, maybe.” Lacey wasn’t so sure.
Chapter Five
Cam
was filled with nervous anxiety as mealtime
approached. He was putting the finishing touches to a dinner he’d cooked for
his girls, four of the best cooks in
Ireland
. Would they like his simple
home-cooked offerings? Zakia had baked up a new batch of treats in honor of
Cam
was giving up his bedroom and felt uncomfortable with the arrangement. “Ah,
Cam
, where are you sleeping?”
“Downstairs. I thought you’d all be more
comfortable together up here.”
“But…”
“No buts. I moved to the den for the time being,
that’s all. It has a perfectly good hide-a-bed, and it’s time it saw some use.
Any other questions?”
“When’s dinner? I’m starved.”
“Rena, you’re always hungry,” said Lacey with a
laughing smile aimed toward her daughter. “How you eat so much and remain so
tiny is beyond my comprehension.”
“It’s called metabolism, Mama. We got it from
you.”
All three girls were trim and curvy, not an
extra pound on any of them. Lacey herself had never had a problem with weight
gain, except when she was pregnant. Back then, she’d felt as wide as a Mack
truck and as ungainly as a beached whale. It took a lot of hard work to tighten
those abs after their birth, and after meeting up with Cameron again, she was
glad she did. In her mind, sagging flesh was not appealing. Just look at the
way
Cam
had kept himself in shape. God, the
man was gorgeous!
She watched as he walked away, his body
disappearing from view as he went downstairs and headed for the kitchen. She
turned away from the railing and entered her room to unpack, but she couldn’t
resist another bounce on his bed. Lacey lay back and enjoyed the plush firmness
of the mattress beneath her. She could envision
Cam
here with her, entangled in the sheets as their bodies entwined. She closed her
eyes and remembered.
Cameron’s charming good looks and masculine
build had appealed to her from their first meeting. He’d been such an attentive
lover, making her feel she was special, very special. When wrapped in his arms,
she felt the world disappear as her body melted into his. They’d spent some of
their time sightseeing but always ended up in his room at some point each day.
He’d taught her love and laughter such as she’d never dreamed.
It had been an idyllic two weeks, their time
together cut short by the death of her uncle in a boating accident. She’d
wanted to run to
Cam
—to say good-bye—but how
would she explain knowing where he was staying to her family? In the end, she’d
left, her heart heavy at losing him…at not knowing how to reach him.
Ireland
was a big place, but not as big as
Canada
. She
took comfort in thinking he’d find her, someday, somehow. And he had, but was
it too late for them?
“Mama, I
thought you were going to unpack,” said Lynne as she came in and bounced on the
bed.
Lacey opened her eyes, blinking to shed her
thoughts of the past. She smiled at her daughter. “I was, but the bed looked so
inviting. I lay down and forgot everything else.” Well, almost everything.
“Abby and Rena have already gone down to the
kitchen. Better get a move on or you’ll be late for dinner. I’ll help.”
It didn’t take long for the two of them to
unpack Lacey’s belongings and store the cases in the closet.
“Thanks, Lynne. Such an efficient young lady.
The task felt rather daunting when I came in and saw those suitcases sitting
there.”
“No problem, Mama. Let’s go join the others.”
“You go down. I’d like to freshen up a bit.”
“Mama, you look fine. Come on.” Lynne grabbed
her hand, pulling her along as she crossed the hall to the stairs.
“This is such a beautiful house.
Cam
must’ve planned on having a family at some point to
build one so big.” The thought of
Cam
with
someone else gave Lacey no pleasure at all.
“He’s a big man. Probably just needed the space.”
“Hmmm, maybe.” Lacey wasn’t so sure.
Chapter Five
Cam
was filled with nervous anxiety as mealtime
approached. He was putting the finishing touches to a dinner he’d cooked for
his girls, four of the best cooks in
Ireland
. Would they like his simple
home-cooked offerings? Zakia had baked up a new batch of treats in honor of
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