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Authors: Karen Rose Smith
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room and the cake on the table, waiting for Sara to join him.
After he handed her the knife, he covered her hand with his as they cut through the layers. When he withdrew his hand, Sara managed to shift the slice to a white paper plate. She broke off a piece and held it between her thumb and forefinger, then offered him the rest. He, too, broke off a piece.
As Sara's fingers came closer to Jake's lips, he fed her. She opened her mouth, and he placed the cake inside. Her lips touched his fingers, and he felt the velvet softness of her tongue. His breath hitched, but he didn't have time to do anything but open his mouth. Somehow her finger got caught between his lips.
She pulled away, but not before he vividly remembered tasting her lips and her neck and...
Sara's world reeled. The taste of cake, icing and Jake was enough to make her dizzy. The man beside her was her husband, but he didn't seem happy about it. The past week he'd been remote, and today was no different. Jake had always been an introvert, but now he seemed even more distant--at least with her. With Nathan and Gillian and even with her aunt, he didn't appear to have a problem making conversation. And certainly not with his son. But with her...
She and Jake both took a step back as if the cake and the meaning behind it were too incendiary to accept. She saw Nathan Bradley exchange a look with his wife, and she wondered what Jake had told the couple about this marriage.
Christopher sidled up beside Sara. "Cake, Mommy?"
As it had for the past four years, Sara's focus shifted to her son. She tweaked his nose, grateful for the surge of love that always filled her when she looked at him.
The reception didn't last long. Without Eloise's conversational maneuvers and Christopher's chattering, the hour or so would have been even more awkward. The minister left first, then Nathan and Gillian. Jake tugged open his tie, unbuttoned his charcoal suit coat and shrugged it off. He tossed it over a chair and rolled up his shirt sleeves. "Where are your suitcases?"
Sara touched the pearls at her neck. "Wait until I change and I'll help you."
His gaze slid over her. "That's not necessary." He crooked his finger at Christopher who came running, the white jacket that matched his pants flapping as he ran. "How would you like to get out of these clothes and get comfortable before we go home?"
Sara crouched down beside her son. "Remember I told you we're going to move in with your daddy?"
Christopher nodded then stuck one finger in his mouth and talked around it. "An' I c'n bring Teddy?"
Jake also bent down to his son's level. "You sure can. And your cars and everything else, too. My house will be your new home."
Christopher looked up at Sara. "We're gonna live with Daddy and see Aunt El--but not Nana. Nana's in heaven."
After an awkward moment, Jake said, "Yes, she is." He clasped his son's shoulder. "Would you like to go pick out a swing for my backyard?"
The three-year-old took his finger from his mouth and broke into a grin. "Yeah!"
Jake smiled, adding, "And when we do get to my house, there's a surprise for you."
"What?"
With a wink, he ruffled his son's hair. "You'll just have to wait and see."
"Soon?"
"As soon as you change clothes and we pick out a swing."
Christopher grabbed Sara's hand. "C'mon, Mommy. Change."
"I have to clean up..."
Eloise had overheard the conversation. "I'll take care of the cups and crumbs. Go on. The sooner you change, the sooner you can begin your new life."
Sara looked down at her son who couldn't wait for his surprise. If only starting a new life were that easy.
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Not only did they shop for a swing set, but Jake let Christopher pick out a sliding board and jungle gym, too. While their son tried out the swing that was set up in the store's parking lot, Sara nudged Jake's elbow. "Try not to go overboard." His shoulders stiffened and his jaw
After he handed her the knife, he covered her hand with his as they cut through the layers. When he withdrew his hand, Sara managed to shift the slice to a white paper plate. She broke off a piece and held it between her thumb and forefinger, then offered him the rest. He, too, broke off a piece.
As Sara's fingers came closer to Jake's lips, he fed her. She opened her mouth, and he placed the cake inside. Her lips touched his fingers, and he felt the velvet softness of her tongue. His breath hitched, but he didn't have time to do anything but open his mouth. Somehow her finger got caught between his lips.
She pulled away, but not before he vividly remembered tasting her lips and her neck and...
Sara's world reeled. The taste of cake, icing and Jake was enough to make her dizzy. The man beside her was her husband, but he didn't seem happy about it. The past week he'd been remote, and today was no different. Jake had always been an introvert, but now he seemed even more distant--at least with her. With Nathan and Gillian and even with her aunt, he didn't appear to have a problem making conversation. And certainly not with his son. But with her...
She and Jake both took a step back as if the cake and the meaning behind it were too incendiary to accept. She saw Nathan Bradley exchange a look with his wife, and she wondered what Jake had told the couple about this marriage.
Christopher sidled up beside Sara. "Cake, Mommy?"
As it had for the past four years, Sara's focus shifted to her son. She tweaked his nose, grateful for the surge of love that always filled her when she looked at him.
The reception didn't last long. Without Eloise's conversational maneuvers and Christopher's chattering, the hour or so would have been even more awkward. The minister left first, then Nathan and Gillian. Jake tugged open his tie, unbuttoned his charcoal suit coat and shrugged it off. He tossed it over a chair and rolled up his shirt sleeves. "Where are your suitcases?"
Sara touched the pearls at her neck. "Wait until I change and I'll help you."
His gaze slid over her. "That's not necessary." He crooked his finger at Christopher who came running, the white jacket that matched his pants flapping as he ran. "How would you like to get out of these clothes and get comfortable before we go home?"
Sara crouched down beside her son. "Remember I told you we're going to move in with your daddy?"
Christopher nodded then stuck one finger in his mouth and talked around it. "An' I c'n bring Teddy?"
Jake also bent down to his son's level. "You sure can. And your cars and everything else, too. My house will be your new home."
Christopher looked up at Sara. "We're gonna live with Daddy and see Aunt El--but not Nana. Nana's in heaven."
After an awkward moment, Jake said, "Yes, she is." He clasped his son's shoulder. "Would you like to go pick out a swing for my backyard?"
The three-year-old took his finger from his mouth and broke into a grin. "Yeah!"
Jake smiled, adding, "And when we do get to my house, there's a surprise for you."
"What?"
With a wink, he ruffled his son's hair. "You'll just have to wait and see."
"Soon?"
"As soon as you change clothes and we pick out a swing."
Christopher grabbed Sara's hand. "C'mon, Mommy. Change."
"I have to clean up..."
Eloise had overheard the conversation. "I'll take care of the cups and crumbs. Go on. The sooner you change, the sooner you can begin your new life."
Sara looked down at her son who couldn't wait for his surprise. If only starting a new life were that easy.
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Not only did they shop for a swing set, but Jake let Christopher pick out a sliding board and jungle gym, too. While their son tried out the swing that was set up in the store's parking lot, Sara nudged Jake's elbow. "Try not to go overboard." His shoulders stiffened and his jaw
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