Название: Wedding Vows: With This Ring
Автор: Barbara Hannay
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon M&B
isbn: 9781474028356
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She had waited her whole life to feel this exquisite tenderness for another person.
It was all wrong. There was no candlelight. It smelled suspiciously like the little girl might have had an accident in her sleep.
Love was supposed to come first. And then these moments of glory.
What did it mean? That she had experienced such a moment for Houston? Did it mean love would come next? That she could fall in love with this complicated man who was her boss?
No, that was exactly what she was not doing! No more wishing, dreaming! Being held prisoner by fantasies.
No more.
But as she looked at him handing over that sleeping little girl, it felt like she was being blinded by the light in him, drawn to the power and warmth of it.
Moth to flame, Molly chastised herself ineffectively.
“Sorry she’s so clingy,” the daycare staff member who relieved him of her said. “She’s going through a rough time, poor mite. Her mother hasn’t been around for a few days. Her granny is picking her up.”
And just like that, the light she had seen in his face snapped off, replaced by something as cold as the other light had been warm.
Selfishly, Molly wanted to see only the warmth, especially once it was gone. She wanted to draw it back out of him. Would it seem just as real outside as it had in? Maybe she had just imagined it. She had to know.
She had to test herself against this fierce new challenge.
As they waited for a cab on the sidewalk, he seemed coolly remote. The electronic device was back out. She remembered this from yesterday. He came forward, and then he retreated.
“You were a hit with those kids.” She tried to get him back to the man she had seen at lunch.
He snorted with self-derision, didn’t look up. “Starving for male attention.”
“I can see you as a wonderful daddy someday,” she said.
He looked up then, gave her his full attention, a look that was withering.
“The last thing I would ever want to be is a daddy,” he said.
“But why?”
“Because there is quite a bit more to it than carrot sticks and storybooks.”
“Yes?”
“Like being there. Day in and day out. Putting another person first forever. Do I look like the kind of guy who puts other people first?”
“You did in there.”
“Well, I’m not.”
“You seem angry.”
“No kidding.”
“Houston, what’s wrong?”
“There’s a little girl in there whose mom has abandoned her. How does something like that happen? How could anybody not love her? Not want her? How could anybody who had a beautiful child like that not devote their entire life to protecting her and making her safe and happy?”
“An excellent daddy,” she said softly.
“No, I wouldn’t,” he said, coldly angry. “Can you wait for the cab yourself? I just thought of something I need to do.”
And he left, walking down the street, fearless, as though that fancy watch and those shoes didn’t make him a target.
Look at the way he walked. He was no target. No victim.
She debated calling after him that she had other things on the agenda for today. But she didn’t. This was his pattern. She recognized it clearly now.
He felt something. Then he tried to walk away, tried to reerect his barriers, his formidable defenses, against it.
Why? What had happened to him that made a world alone seem so preferable to one shared?
“Wait,” she called. “I’ll walk with you.”
And he turned and watched her come toward him, waited, almost as if he was relieved that he was not going to carry some of the burden he carried alone.
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