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luminous. Her cheeks had a faint rose blush and her lips were a nude color that gave them a fuller, kissable look, and the sparkly lip gloss, added luster. The cobalt jersey dress suited her perfectly. Combined with a long black beaded necklace and matching earrings, she felt younger than her forty years and hoped that Rhean wouldn’t think her overdressed. Thick black tights and low stiletto heeled shoes completed the outfit. She took a deep breath and opened her bedroom door, prepared to take her first step into a new world.
****
Rhean was in the living room feeling as though he was under a microscope. He shuffled from one foot to another, hoping Laura wouldn’t be too much longer. Unfortunately her kids seemed to enjoy this a little bit too much—even the cat glared at him as if he was some new species of catnip. He ran his finger around his collar and loosened his tie slightly. He held a bunch of lilac and cream roses and a box of chocolates. He had also brought over a pile of DVD s and console games for later on. James and Theo stared at him while Graham fixed dinner in the kitchen.
“Cut it out you lot,” Rhean pleaded. “I’m nervous enough as it is.”
Theo and James looked at each other then winked at him.
“We know,” James said with a mischievous grin, “we’re just messing with you.” He sniffed the air and announced, “Something smells good,” as he loped into the kitchen. Maisie sat on the couch with her feet curled under her, trying to look casual as she flicked through a magazine with the pretense of reading. Theo stood up, put his arm around his headmaster and attempted a serious”man of the house” expression.
“Sir—” he started, but Rhean cut in.
“Call me Rhean,” he told Theo and groaned inwardly in dread of what Theo would say to him.
“Okay, Rhean, this is Mum’s first date in like, ever. Just remember to get her home by midnight, and no funny business!” he warned with a glint in his eye. “Oh, and just one other thing—” Theo put his hand in his pocket and passed him a small foil packet.
Rhean looked, incredulous at the condom and could not believe a fifteen-year-old boy gave it to him.
″’Safety first,’“ Theo quoted from his health class, then left the room.
Rhean blushed and quickly put his hand in his pocket. He heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Then his breath caught in his throat at the sight of the woman who stood in front of him.
“Will I do?” Laura asked shyly as she turned around in a circle.
“You look fabulous, Mum. Look after her,” Maisie told Rhean. He inclined his head. It was all he could do not to get down on both knees and beg her to run away to Gretna Green with him there and then. Rhean had never seen anyone more beautiful than Laura was at that moment. He smiled, walked toward her, and put down the flowers and chocolates. He raised both her hands and kissed them gently.
“My lady,” he acknowledged reverently. His Irish accent sounded stronger with the emotion in his heart.
Laura smiled. “Are those for me?” she asked looking at the flowers and chocolates. Rhean looked momentarily bewildered.
“Of course, I think this is dating protocol—to bring a gift.” He handed them to her. Laura inhaled the scent from the flowers. Their fragrance was fresh and delicate.
“Thank you so much,” she said, then reached up and kissed Rhean on the cheek. As she moved toward the door away, the flowers and chocolates were taken out of her hands by Maisie with a cheeky, “Yoink!”
“I’ll take those,” she announced saucily. “Have to make sure they aren’t poisoned!”
A thought crossed Laura’s mind.
“Who did you ask to look after my darling DNA?” Laura asked Rhean.
“Graham,” Rhean called.
He came into the doorway wiping his hands on a towel. “Haven’t you left yet, sir?” he asked.
“Just going,” Rhean replied.
“You asked your butler to babysit?” Laura asked incredulously.
“Why
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