me.” “And if he wants to spend time with you?” Charlotte asked, a playful smile on her lips as she snagged another piece of bacon. “What will you do then?” “You ask a lot of questions,” Mika said instead of answering. She stood and went straight to the coffee pot, warming up her cup, studiously avoiding looking her friend in the eye. “Michaela Adams, you don’t fool me.” Mika had a terrible feeling she wasn’t fooling anyone. Cal least of all.
Chapter Nine “I’M ALL FINISHED up in the bedroom. That only leaves the table you want built for the back porch.” Cal was wiping his hands on a towel as he joined her in the dining room of the haunted house. Mika was at the table putting the finishing touches on some throw pillows for the parlor. She’d tried to keep her distance from Cal all week but he kept finding reasons to talk to her about this and that. Nothing of real importance but it still all seemed perfectly legitimate. But it was still awkward as hell. After the kiss they’d shared she simply didn’t know how she was supposed to act. She’d had a week to think it over and she wasn’t any closer to sorting out her emotions. All she knew was she still had feelings for Cal. Strong feelings that weren’t going to fade away on their own. They hadn’t after all this time so it looked like they were here to stay. Now the only question was what was she prepared to do about it? Mika was a woman who valued bravery and right now she wasn’t a shining example. Her heart was crying out for one more chance with Cal and her head was in a semi-permanent state of muddle. It didn’t make for the best combination. “I can’t believe how quickly you’ve worked through that list. I thought it would take twice as long.” Mika congratulated herself on how normal she sounded and not like the confused, sleep deprived woman she actually was at this moment. She handed him a bottle of water from the cooler at her feet, their fingers brushing just long enough to send a bolt of electricity straight up her arm and down to her already fluttering stomach. “I like to keep busy. Dad doesn’t have much work these days.” “Is he going to retire soon?” Cal sat down in a folding chair with a soft groan. “I hope so, but he likes to stay busy so I guess a carpentry job every now and then isn’t such a terrible thing. It’s big jobs like this that I don’t think he should be doing.” The haunted house was a huge job and Cal had donated every bit of his labor. It was above and beyond the call of duty, especially since he didn’t call Applewood home any longer. A small factoid she needed to remember. “I don’t know what we would have done without you.” She cursed silently as her voice sounded more breathless than she intended. “You would have managed. You always have before.” He tipped the bottle back and drained the last of the icy liquid. “Where’s Alex tonight? I thought he was going to help me stain those chairs.” Mika plucked at a thread on her sweater. “He’s, um, he’s with Charlotte and her kids. He’s spending the night. Then tomorrow night they’ll stay at our house. We switch off so the boys can spend time together.” Cal’s brows shot up and Mika’s heart beat a little faster. Since they’d bared their souls they hadn’t been alone – truly alone – but they were now. All the other volunteers had wandered off to their homes. “I’m sure he and Kenny will have fun. So what do you have planned for your evening alone?” Mika shrugged carelessly as if there wasn’t a wall of living, breathing tension between them at the moment. “Probably a hot bath and some pizza. Maybe read a good book.” Mika hadn’t sat down long enough to read a book in years. She’d been too busy being mother and father to a little boy that needed both while making a living at the same time. “How about dinner and a movie?” It was her turn to look surprised. She had