Single Mum Seeking...: A Daddy for Her Sons / Marriage for Her Baby / Single Mom Seeks.... Raye Morgan

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      He looked at her, saw the anxious look in her eyes and he melted beyond control. “Jill...” He took her hands in his and drew her closer. “Listen, why don’t I stay? I could help you with the boys. I could run errands, answer phones.”

      She was shaking her head but he didn’t wait to hear her thoughts.

      He pulled her hands up against his chest. “I want to help you. Really. I know you’ve had a lot of setbacks lately and I want to help smooth over some rough spots if I can. Come on, Jill. Let me stay.”

      Her lower lip was trembling as she looked into his eyes. He groaned and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his body. She felt like heaven and he wanted the moment to go on forever, but she didn’t let it happen. She was already pulling out of his embrace, and he could have kicked himself for doing it.

      Too blatant, Connor old chap, he told himself ruefully. You really tipped your hand there, didn’t you?

      “No, Connor,” she said as she pushed him away.

      She looked at him, shaken. She’d wanted to melt into his arms. She still felt the temptation so strongly, she had to steel herself against it. She knew it had to be mostly because she was so afraid, so nervous about her ability to meet her challenges. If she let him hold her, she could pretend to forget all that.

      And then there was the fact that it had been so long since a man—a real man, a man that she liked—had held her. Karl didn’t count. And she hungered for that sort of connection.

      But not with Connor. Not with Brad’s best friend.

      “No. It’s sweet of you to offer, but I really can’t let you stay. We are going to need to focus like laser beams on this task and having you here won’t help.” She smiled at him with affection to take the bite out of her words.

      He stepped farther from her and avoided her eyes. The sting of her rejection was like a knife to his heart. “Okay then. I guess I’d better get going.”

      “Yes. I’m sorry.”

      He started to turn away, then remembered. “Hey, I didn’t fix the door I kicked in last night.”

      She shook her head. “Don’t worry. I’ve already called a handy man I use.”

      “Oh.” He hesitated, but there didn’t seem to be much to say. He was superfluous, obviously. Just in the way. Might as well get the hell out.

      “Okay. It was good to see you again, Jill.”

      She smiled at him. “Yes. Come back soon. But next time, don’t stop off to see Brad first.”

      He nodded. “You’ve got my word on that one,” he said. He shoved his hands down into the back pockets of his jeans and looked at her, hard.

      “What?” she asked, half laughing.

      “I just want to get a good picture of you to hold me over,” he told her. “Until next time.”

      The look in her eyes softened and she stepped forward and kissed his cheek. “Goodbye,” she whispered.

      He wanted to kiss her mouth so badly, he had to clench his teeth together to stop himself from doing it.

      “Goodbye,” he said softly, then he turned and left the house.

      * * *

      Outside, he felt like hell. He’d had hangovers that hadn’t felt this bad. Everything in him wanted to stay and he couldn’t do it. He looked down at the ferry dock. There was a ferry there now, loading up. He’d catch it and then it would be all over. How long before he saw her again? Who knew. He would probably go back to Singapore. At least he knew where he stood there.

      Swearing softly with a string of obscenities that he rarely used, he slid into the driver’s seat and felt for the keys.

      “Goodbye to all that,” he muttered, then turned on the engine. About to back out, he turned to glance over his shoulder—just in time to see a small economy car come sailing in behind him, jerk to a stop, and block him in.

      “Hey,” he said.

      But the young woman who’d driven up didn’t hear him and didn’t notice that his engine was running. She flew out of the car and went racing up the walk, flinging herself through the doorway.

      Okay. This had to be the famous Trini he’d heard so much about. She’d trapped him in his parking space and he wasn’t going to make the ferry. Now what?

       CHAPTER FIVE

      JILL HADN’T RECOVERED from Connor leaving when Trini came bursting in. The boys ran to her joyfully and she knelt down and collected them into her arms, then looked up. Jill knew immediately that something was wrong.

      “Trini, what is it?” she cried.

      Trini was young and pretty with a long, swinging ponytail and a wide-eyed expression of constant amazement, as though life had just really surprised her once again. And in this case, it seemed to be true.

      “You’ll never guess!” she cried, and then she burst into tears. “Oh, Jill,” she wailed, “this is so good and so bad at the same time.”

      “What is it, sweetheart?” Jill asked, pulling her up and searching her face. But she thought she knew. And she dreaded what she was about to hear.

      “Oh, Jill, I just got the call and...” She sobbed for a moment, then tried again. “I got in. I was on the wait list and they just called. I got accepted into the program at Chanoise Culinary Institute in New York.”

      “But...hasn’t the quarter already started?”

      “Yes, but they had two people drop out already. So they called and said if I could get there by tomorrow, I’m in.”

      “Trini! That’s wonderful! You deserve a space in the class. I always knew that.”

      But did it have to be today? She couldn’t help but wish the timing had been different. Still, this was wonderful for Trini.

      “What can I do to help you?”

      Trini shook her head. “You’ve already done enough. You wrote the recommendation that got me in.” She sighed happily, and then she frowned with worry. “The only bad part is I have to leave right away. My flight leaves at noon. The Jamison engagement party...”

      “Don’t you think twice, Trini. You just get out of here and go pack and prepare for the best experience of your life. Okay?”

      Trini threw her arms around Jill’s neck and Jill hugged her tightly. “I’m so excited,” Trini cried. “Oh, Jill, I’ll keep you posted on everything we do. And when I come back...”

      “You’ll teach me a thing or two, I’m sure.” She smiled at her assistant, forcing back any hint of the panic she was feeling. “Now off СКАЧАТЬ