“I’m thinking that while you’re here, you might as well experience everything there is to offer. This is Beau’s new home and you’re our guest.”
Was she a guest or, more than ever, a challenge?
Even as the consequences of such a thought burrowed in to arouse her, she shook her head.
“I’m sorry but I won’t be attending any gala. I’m not here on vacation. It’s not fair to leave Cait with Beau.”
“You’re going to have to leave Beau soon enough.”
His thoughtful look—that fundamental statement—knocked her off balance and her hand, holding the wool, flattened on the table to steady her tilting weight.
Soon enough she would be gone. Depending on what lay behind her father’s ominous text message, perhaps sooner than expected. Her pragmatic side said she should be grateful that Cait was so good with the baby and happy that Jack seemed to be resolved to forge a relationship with Beau. Happy her life would be going back to normal. back to Sydney at this crucial stage in her career.
“You’ll need to pack a bag,” he said. “It’s a half hour flight from here.”
Maddy’s thoughts skipped back to the present. But he’d lost her. Half an hour’s flight? He was still talking about that gala?
“Why would I need a bag?”
“Simple.” He stepped out from the shadows and a jagged streak of light cut across his face. “You and I will be staying the night.”
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