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was everything he could have wished for. “All I can say is that if that was how much you appreciate blueberry pie, I also make a mean apple pie.”
His body was already stirring back to life. “Considering that’s my second favorite kind of pie, mind if I show you a little appreciation in advance?”
In a quick move, Jana sprawled across his chest, her legs bracketing his hips. “Not at all. I might even consider attempting a peach pie, if you’re lucky.”
He laughed and turned the tables on her, flipping her on her stomach and immobilizing her with his weight. “There’s one thing I’ve learned, Jana, and that’s that a man makes his own luck.”
And then he set about doing exactly that.
Chapter 7
I t was Friday and almost quitting time. Could life get any better than that? Well, yes, it could. Her last patient could be gone and Jana already on her way down the street to Dan’s bar to meet up with Emmett. With their work schedules, it was difficult to find time to be together, but she liked that he made the effort to spend every minute he could in her company.
It had been three weeks since that first night he’d spent in her bed. They’d managed a handful of other nights together, a couple of shared dinners at Dan’s, and one breakfast at a local café noted for its omelets. She cherished each moment, each memory they’d built, and looked forward to making many more. Sometimes, though, she’d catch Emmett looking at her in such an odd way, almost as if he couldn’t believe she was real. Her fear was that he couldn’t believe what they had together would last.
And maybe he had good reason to have qualms. He seemed so rock solid most of the time that she found it hard to remember that he’d lost fifteen years of his life due to the treachery of another man. Trust was bound to come hard to a person after that kind of betrayal. All she could do was be patient. What choice did she have when the man was rapidly becoming the center of her world?
But there was also that one evening when they’d been watching a movie on television and Emmett had started rubbing his chest. In a matter of seconds, he’d gone from relaxed to so revved he couldn’t sit still. When she’d asked if he was all right, he’d insisted nothing was wrong. Then, a few minutes later, he announced he needed to go for a walk and headed out into the night. Although he hadn’t invited her, Jana had grabbed a jacket and gone after him. She’d struggled to keep up with the pace he’d set until he came to an abrupt halt somewhere near the Seattle Underground.
There, he’d silently stared at an unmarked doorway at the end of an alley for the longest time. She’d been about to insist that they go to the clinic so she could check him over when his strange agitation disappeared just as quickly as it had come. He’d apologized for dragging her all over hell’s half acre and called a cab to take them home. Once they were back at her place, he’d given her a quick good-bye kiss and headed home with no further explanation. The next day he’d acted as if nothing unusual had happened at all.
All things considered, it shouldn’t surprise her if he had the occasional rough patch adjusting to life on the outside. That didn’t bother her. What did, however, was the fact that he wouldn’t tell her what was going on. Did he think she couldn’t handle whatever it was that had set him off that night?
That worrisome train of thought was derailed when her medical assistant knocked on her office door. “Mr. May is in room two. He’s the last one.”
Crossing her fingers they didn’t get any more walk-in patients, Jana picked up his chart and headed down the hall to the examination room. Give or take thirty minutes, she’d be on her way down the block to where Emmett and one of Dan’s double cheeseburgers would be waiting for her.
Yep, today life was good.
• • •
Jana had half expected Emmett to be outside watching for her
His body was already stirring back to life. “Considering that’s my second favorite kind of pie, mind if I show you a little appreciation in advance?”
In a quick move, Jana sprawled across his chest, her legs bracketing his hips. “Not at all. I might even consider attempting a peach pie, if you’re lucky.”
He laughed and turned the tables on her, flipping her on her stomach and immobilizing her with his weight. “There’s one thing I’ve learned, Jana, and that’s that a man makes his own luck.”
And then he set about doing exactly that.
Chapter 7
I t was Friday and almost quitting time. Could life get any better than that? Well, yes, it could. Her last patient could be gone and Jana already on her way down the street to Dan’s bar to meet up with Emmett. With their work schedules, it was difficult to find time to be together, but she liked that he made the effort to spend every minute he could in her company.
It had been three weeks since that first night he’d spent in her bed. They’d managed a handful of other nights together, a couple of shared dinners at Dan’s, and one breakfast at a local café noted for its omelets. She cherished each moment, each memory they’d built, and looked forward to making many more. Sometimes, though, she’d catch Emmett looking at her in such an odd way, almost as if he couldn’t believe she was real. Her fear was that he couldn’t believe what they had together would last.
And maybe he had good reason to have qualms. He seemed so rock solid most of the time that she found it hard to remember that he’d lost fifteen years of his life due to the treachery of another man. Trust was bound to come hard to a person after that kind of betrayal. All she could do was be patient. What choice did she have when the man was rapidly becoming the center of her world?
But there was also that one evening when they’d been watching a movie on television and Emmett had started rubbing his chest. In a matter of seconds, he’d gone from relaxed to so revved he couldn’t sit still. When she’d asked if he was all right, he’d insisted nothing was wrong. Then, a few minutes later, he announced he needed to go for a walk and headed out into the night. Although he hadn’t invited her, Jana had grabbed a jacket and gone after him. She’d struggled to keep up with the pace he’d set until he came to an abrupt halt somewhere near the Seattle Underground.
There, he’d silently stared at an unmarked doorway at the end of an alley for the longest time. She’d been about to insist that they go to the clinic so she could check him over when his strange agitation disappeared just as quickly as it had come. He’d apologized for dragging her all over hell’s half acre and called a cab to take them home. Once they were back at her place, he’d given her a quick good-bye kiss and headed home with no further explanation. The next day he’d acted as if nothing unusual had happened at all.
All things considered, it shouldn’t surprise her if he had the occasional rough patch adjusting to life on the outside. That didn’t bother her. What did, however, was the fact that he wouldn’t tell her what was going on. Did he think she couldn’t handle whatever it was that had set him off that night?
That worrisome train of thought was derailed when her medical assistant knocked on her office door. “Mr. May is in room two. He’s the last one.”
Crossing her fingers they didn’t get any more walk-in patients, Jana picked up his chart and headed down the hall to the examination room. Give or take thirty minutes, she’d be on her way down the block to where Emmett and one of Dan’s double cheeseburgers would be waiting for her.
Yep, today life was good.
• • •
Jana had half expected Emmett to be outside watching for her
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