controlled.â
âItâs here, believe me. I didnât ask if you wanted anything in the coffee, so I brought it black.â
âBlackâs fine. This tableâitâs Queen Anne, isnât it?â
âYeah.â Mitch set his bare feet on it, then crossed them at the ankles. âYouâve got a good eye.â
âOne would have to under the circumstances.â Because he laughed, she smiled as she took her first sip. âIâve always loved antiques. I suppose itâs the endurance. Not many things last.â
âSure they do. I once had a cold that lasted six weeks.â He settled back as she laughed. âWhen you do that, you get a dimple at the corner of your mouth. Cute.â
Hester was immediately self-conscious again. âYou have a very natural way with children. Did you come from a large family?â
âNo. Only child.â He continued to study her, curious about her reaction to the most casual of compliments.
âReally? I wouldnât have guessed it.â
âDonât tell me youâre of the school who believes only a woman can relate to children?â
âNo, not really,â she hedged, because that had been her experience thus far. âItâs just that youâre particularly good with them. No children of your own?â The question came out quickly, amazing and embarrassing her.
âNo. I guess Iâve been too busy being a kid myself to think about raising any.â
âThat hardly makes you unusual,â she said coolly.
He tilted his head as he studied her. âTossing me in with Radâs father, Hester?â
Something flashed in her eyes. Mitch shook his head as he sipped again. âDamn, Hester, what did the bastard do to you?â She froze instantly. Mitch was quicker. Even as she started to rise, he put a restraining hand on her arm. âOkay, hands off that one until youâre ready. I apologize if I hit a sore spot, but Iâm curious. Iâve spent a couple of evenings with Rad now, and heâs never mentioned his father.â
âIâd appreciate it if you wouldnât ask him any questions.â
âFine.â Mitch was capable of being just as snotty. âI didnât intend to grill the kid.â
Hester was tempted to get up and excuse herself. That would be the easiest way. But the fact was that she was trusting her son to this man every afternoon. She supposed it would be best if he had some background.
âRad hasnât seen his father in almost seven years.â
âAt all?â He couldnât help his surprise. His own family had been undemonstrative and distant, but he never went more than a year without seeing his parents. âMust be rough on the kid.â
âThey were never close. I think Radleyâs adjusted very well.â
âHold on. I wasnât criticizing you.â Heâd placed his hand over hers again, too firmly to be shaken off. âI know a happy, well-loved boy when I see one. Youâd walk through fire for him. Maybe you donât think it shows, but it does.â
âThereâs nothing thatâs more important to me than Radley.â She wanted to relax again, but he was sitting too close, and his hand was still on hers. âI only told you this so that you wouldnât ask him questions that might upset him.â
âDoes that sort of thing happen often?â
âSometimes.â His fingers were linked with hers now. She couldnât quite figure out how heâd managed it. âA new friend, a new teacher. I really should go.â
âHow about you?â He touched her cheek gently and turned her face toward him. âHow have you adjusted?â
âJust fine. I have Rad and my work.â
âAnd no relationships?â
She wasnât sure if it was embarrassment or anger, but the sensation was very strong. âThatâs none of your
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