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sighed.
Without even considering the ramifications of his actions, Gavin reached over and grabbed her hand out of her lap, tucked it against his chest, and then slowly kissed her fingers before releasing it rather hastily. Hannah was staring at him wide-eyed. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled. He had never really considered how she might respond, but what was it he had seen in her eyes? It was more than standard shock. Longing, maybe? Desire? He would have time to examine that at his leisure now that they were cohabitating.
“I guess I just wanted to comfort you,” he said with a little more confidence. “You seem nervous and a little sad?” Hannah’s eyes were downcast. “I know it isn’t that you don’t want to pick up the girls. Is it having me along?”
“Not…exactly,” she replied vaguely.
“Is it that you dread seeing your ex?” Gavin would continue to pry until he had a satisfactory answer. That was his way.
Twisting against the leather seat molded to her back, she turned to face him. “I can handle Brett.” She swallowed hard. “It’s Krystal that I’m dreading, if you must know.”
There it was, that spunky side making another appearance. He liked her better that way, full of vim and vigor. He hated seeing her sad and broken. Doing a mental head slap, he groaned. This was going to put a serious crimp in his plan. Then he brightened. This was the honeymoon period. After living together for a few months she would most certainly be on his last nerve. He could get back on course then. Now, he should just work on cataloging her weaknesses, finding her flaws. He smiled and thought back on what she had just said.
Hannah was bracing herself for the next question. “Aren’t you going to ask who Krystal is?”
Clearing his throat to cover up that he was lost in thought, Gavin replied, “I was. Will you tell me?”
She bit her bottom lip for a moment, and then said, “She’s the stripper Brett left me for.” And then she shut down and stared out the window for the rest of the trip.
It was the most humiliating experience of her life and he had nothing to say. Maybe he didn’t know what to say. She really should give him the benefit of the doubt. Over the years, Hannah had learned that the doubting part was easy; it was the rest that challenged her good nature. At worst, she would use this as an opportunity to get to know Gavin, see another side of him. Watching him interact with Krystal would be revealing.
She scowled. They had just pulled into the driveway and Krystal was sitting on the steps while the girls ran around in the front yard. Revealing? Definitely, since Krystal apparently didn’t see the need to wear undergarments under her tiny shirt or skirt.
“Great,” she muttered, as she released the seat belt and opened the door. Before she could vacate the vehicle, Gavin grabbed her arm.
“I’m not sure what you’re used to,” he said seriously, “but I open the door for women in my company.” Hannah’s eyes widened and she opened her mouth to speak, but he finished his thought. “Now sit there patiently while I walk around and help you out of the vehicle.”
Numbly, she managed to nod as Gavin climbed out of the luxury sedan, shut his door, and without even so much as a glance at the half naked woman on the steps twenty feet away, walked directly to Hannah, grasped her hand, and gracefully helped her emerge from the vehicle with more than a shred of her dignity intact.
They hadn’t even walked three feet before the girls came squealing over to their mother. “Mommy!” They yelled in unison as they threw themselves into her arms. Hannah winced and struggled to maintain her balance, but it was as though Gavin had anticipated this response. He merely stood there silently, supporting her with his hands on her lower back while she greeted her children.
Looking at him with unmasked appreciation, Hannah beamed, “Thank you,” she whispered. Or maybe it only seemed like a
Without even considering the ramifications of his actions, Gavin reached over and grabbed her hand out of her lap, tucked it against his chest, and then slowly kissed her fingers before releasing it rather hastily. Hannah was staring at him wide-eyed. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled. He had never really considered how she might respond, but what was it he had seen in her eyes? It was more than standard shock. Longing, maybe? Desire? He would have time to examine that at his leisure now that they were cohabitating.
“I guess I just wanted to comfort you,” he said with a little more confidence. “You seem nervous and a little sad?” Hannah’s eyes were downcast. “I know it isn’t that you don’t want to pick up the girls. Is it having me along?”
“Not…exactly,” she replied vaguely.
“Is it that you dread seeing your ex?” Gavin would continue to pry until he had a satisfactory answer. That was his way.
Twisting against the leather seat molded to her back, she turned to face him. “I can handle Brett.” She swallowed hard. “It’s Krystal that I’m dreading, if you must know.”
There it was, that spunky side making another appearance. He liked her better that way, full of vim and vigor. He hated seeing her sad and broken. Doing a mental head slap, he groaned. This was going to put a serious crimp in his plan. Then he brightened. This was the honeymoon period. After living together for a few months she would most certainly be on his last nerve. He could get back on course then. Now, he should just work on cataloging her weaknesses, finding her flaws. He smiled and thought back on what she had just said.
Hannah was bracing herself for the next question. “Aren’t you going to ask who Krystal is?”
Clearing his throat to cover up that he was lost in thought, Gavin replied, “I was. Will you tell me?”
She bit her bottom lip for a moment, and then said, “She’s the stripper Brett left me for.” And then she shut down and stared out the window for the rest of the trip.
It was the most humiliating experience of her life and he had nothing to say. Maybe he didn’t know what to say. She really should give him the benefit of the doubt. Over the years, Hannah had learned that the doubting part was easy; it was the rest that challenged her good nature. At worst, she would use this as an opportunity to get to know Gavin, see another side of him. Watching him interact with Krystal would be revealing.
She scowled. They had just pulled into the driveway and Krystal was sitting on the steps while the girls ran around in the front yard. Revealing? Definitely, since Krystal apparently didn’t see the need to wear undergarments under her tiny shirt or skirt.
“Great,” she muttered, as she released the seat belt and opened the door. Before she could vacate the vehicle, Gavin grabbed her arm.
“I’m not sure what you’re used to,” he said seriously, “but I open the door for women in my company.” Hannah’s eyes widened and she opened her mouth to speak, but he finished his thought. “Now sit there patiently while I walk around and help you out of the vehicle.”
Numbly, she managed to nod as Gavin climbed out of the luxury sedan, shut his door, and without even so much as a glance at the half naked woman on the steps twenty feet away, walked directly to Hannah, grasped her hand, and gracefully helped her emerge from the vehicle with more than a shred of her dignity intact.
They hadn’t even walked three feet before the girls came squealing over to their mother. “Mommy!” They yelled in unison as they threw themselves into her arms. Hannah winced and struggled to maintain her balance, but it was as though Gavin had anticipated this response. He merely stood there silently, supporting her with his hands on her lower back while she greeted her children.
Looking at him with unmasked appreciation, Hannah beamed, “Thank you,” she whispered. Or maybe it only seemed like a
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