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Authors: Amie Stuart
ONCE IN A BLUE MOON (BLUEBONNET, TEXAS Book 2) (35 page)
He turned to face her, swallowing his disappointment and sadness at her anger. An anger he rightly deserved.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Angel."
He stripped off his sweaty clothes once he reached the second floor, dumped them in willow laundry hamper right inside the bathroom door, then turned back to the brightly wrapped package on the bed. He slowly unwrapped it, smiling at the collage of family photos that Kei had had matted and framed for him. Then he laughed to himself at the funny card she’d included.
Everything would be fine. She couldn’t stay mad at him forever and Momma’s birthday was in March. Maybe, by then, everyone would have settled down, and he could tell Momma then or invite her up for lunch. Just the four of them. No brothers, no Aunt Susie, and
no Delaney
!
He was halfway through his shower when the bathroom door flew open, bringing in a blast of chilly air that left him scrambling. "Kei!"
"Alex! Dade called. He says you need to come in. Something about the Sparks case. He said you'd know."
"Did you tell him I'm on vacation?"
"Special request from upstairs."
So much for the beginning of his vacation, but it wasn’t the first time and wouldn’t be the last. And at least it would give Kei some time to cool down. He stepped out of the shower, cleaner but no happier, and quickly dressed.
He found Kei across the hall in the nursery, changing Darach’s diaper. "I'll try not to be too long."
"Alright."
He crossed the room and wrapped his arms around her, planting a soft kiss on her neck. "I’ll be back as soon as I can," he murmured, reaching out to squeeze Darach’s chubby foot with a grin.
She relaxed against him. "Take my car."
"Are you sure?" The constriction in his heart easing up at her peace offering.
"Go on—" she gave him a gentle nudge. "Take my car, you know you love it."
"Thanks. Dinner tonight? Any place you want—The Mansion, maybe? If we can get Connie to babysit." He stood in the doorway watching her, feeling like a hopeful puppy.
"I’ll call Connie while you’re gone." She smiled at him for the first time in almost three weeks, but that didn’t erase the sadness he saw in her eyes.
He crossed the room and cupped her face, kissing her again in a slow easy play of tongue that made him anxious to get there and back. "I swear I’ll make it up to you, Angel."
She just nodded as he leaned over and blew raspberries on Darach’s naked belly. The baby squealed and let out a big belly laugh in response. Up to now he’d been quiet, as if he sensed his parents’ unhappiness. "I’ll be back as soon as I can."
Downstairs, Alex filled a travel mug with coffee, then grabbed the keys to her Z4 off the key rack by garage door. With a click of a button, the door slid up, and he circled the car, climbing behind the wheel with all the eagerness of a sixteen-year-old with his first girlfriend. He slowly backed down the drive, engaging the automatic garage door behind him. There wasn’t much Kei was particular about, but her car was definitely one of them and she rarely let him drive it, claiming he dogged on it. Which he did…just not when she was with him. Of course, telling a man not to dog on a sports car was like setting a woman loose in a mall and telling her not to buy anything.
With a smile, he downshifted and headed for the freeway.
About The Author
Amie Stuart is the last of a dying breed, a native Texan, and still makes her home there, where cowboys and music (her other two loves) abound. Growing up, she wanted to be a lawyer and a psychologist. No doubt the shrinks would have a field day with her head, but she's seen the error of her ways and considers all those other jobs 'research' for the writing gig.
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