wondered—and then she put that tiny hope away. It didn’t matter. Not right then. Right then, her lies and her betrayals stood high as a fortress wall, thick and impossible to scale, between them. He didn’t trust her—with valid reason. He had disconnected from her. And any dreams she might have finally admitted to having about the two of them…

      Well, this didn’t look like a situation where dreams were all that likely to come true.

      What mattered now was that Tucker and Brody should have their time together; her job would be to do all she could to make that happen.

      She said, “We’ll move in tomorrow.”

      “All right, then,” he agreed. “Let’s get through the summer. We’ll worry about the rest of it when fall comes around.”