Here with Me. Holly Jacobs
small hill, Jessie in her arms.
“Where were you?” Adam barked, his tone sharp, his expression angry as he rushed toward them.
“We went for a walk. What’s wrong?” Lee asked, looking confused.
“What’s wrong? I left Jessie with you and come back to find you’ve both disappeared. I spent the last hour worried sick.”
“Oh, Adam, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be that long. It’s just—it was such a beautiful day and the beach sort of called me. Walking out wasn’t a problem. But coming back was. I didn’t realize how heavy Jessie could be. She might toddle about, but she’s not exactly up to walking on her own. So we took breaks. Frequent breaks.”
Jessie called, “Da,” and held her arms out to him.
As he took her from Lee, his heart rate slowly returned to normal and he felt as if he could breathe again. He met Lee’s eyes. “I’m sorry, too. I guess I overreacted. It’s just that if anything were to happen to her…”
He let the sentence trail off. Nothing would ever happen to Jessie. He’d see to it. “I guess we should be going. I have work to do.”
“Okay,” Lee said, her tone subdued. “Really, I’m sorry to have given you a scare. My parents would tell you that I’m totally hopeless about time, and I’m as irresponsible as they come.”
Adam didn’t comment on her parents’ opinion, even though he felt a flash of sympathy. He’d only seen them occasionally when he’d lived in Erie. It was Lee’s grandmother who’d attended school functions—her grandmother he remembered.
He didn’t say any of that. “No, I’m the one who’s sorry. I lost my head. Thank you for watching her. I hope we didn’t hold you up.”
“Not at all. It was my pleasure.” Her voice sounded stiff, and she didn’t wait for him to respond. She just turned and walked into her cottage, shutting the door quite firmly behind her.
“Great,” he muttered to the baby. “Looks like I’ve offended the only person I know in town.”
Even as he said the words, he knew that wasn’t why he felt like such a schmuck.
After all these years he’d hoped he and Lee had moved beyond the tease-and-torture stage, but maybe not.
“Come on, sweetie. Let’s go home.”
Chapter Three
Later that afternoon, Lee was distracting Adam. Not by anything she was actively doing, because she wasn’t actually doing anything. She’d simply been sitting on the rock at the edge of the water for the longest time. She was staring at the lake, apparently lost in thought.
Adam was supposed to be lost as well. Lost in work that was piled in front of him on his makeshift desk, known as the kitchen table. A kitchen table near a window that overlooked the lake. For some reason, the files on his laptop didn’t seem nearly as interesting as the woman in his sights.
Little Mary Eileen had grown into a beautiful woman.
He wondered if she was dating anyone, then realized it didn’t matter. He might be interested, but even though she was available, and was easily the most intriguing woman he’d met—well, not met, but remet—in years, he didn’t have time for a woman in his life.
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