Swept Away. Kristina Mathews
dude she met online.”
“I thought she was married.” Cody seemed only remotely interested in the news.
“What about her kids?” Carson sounded more concerned about the situation.
“Left the husband, left the kids.” Fisher shook her head, tsking softly to herself. “Those poor girls.”
“When you say she left,” Carson said. “Do you mean she left town?”
“Oh yeah. Back east somewhere.” Fisher grabbed the paddle Lily had used and leaned against it. “Aubrey ran into her husband at the market. He was stocking up on mac n cheese and frozen pizzas.”
“He’s a nice guy, too.” Carson shook his head. “Too bad he hasn’t had much construction work lately.”
“I know, it totally sucks.” Fisher shrugged. She replaced the paddle in the bin with all the others. “Well, I thought you guys should know. So you don’t worry when she doesn’t show up for work tomorrow.”
“Hey, wait.” Carson’s voice was tight. Tense. “You don’t mind picking up a few extra trips for me?”
“Sure.” Fisher flashed another smile. “No problem. I guess you’ll have stay behind to do the payroll and stuff.”
“I could help.” Lily had been listening with only mild interest about the love life of someone she’d never met, but when she heard the word “payroll” her heart rate ticked up a notch. “I don’t have my résumé with me, but I could e-mail it to you when I get home. I worked for Crawford & Associates for almost eight years. I’m sure they’d be more than happy to provide a reference for me. My being let go was purely a financial decision.”
“That’s right, you’re an accountant.” Cody had been avoiding the conversation so far, but he was more than interested now. “So you can do payroll and all that financial stuff?”
“Sure, payroll, accounts payable, bank recs.” Lily’s voice sped up with her enthusiasm. “I can even handle phones, reservations, whatever you need.”
“Whatever I need?” Cody moved in. He dropped his gaze, assessing her in a way that should have made her feel exposed. But she was still riding high from the rafting trip. Let him look.
“I can start work right away. I was planning on taking some time off, sort of a vacation, but I’d hate to see you guys fall behind.” Lily was excited at the prospect of working for them. She knew she didn’t want to go back to a corporate job. Once she became a single parent, the logistics of long hours and a lengthy commute would be difficult to manage. She could open her own bookkeeping business, but she was new to the area and worried about being seen as an outsider. Working for an established, local business was just the opportunity she’d hoped for to give her experience with the needs of a small, family-run company.
“Maybe we should discuss it over dinner?” Cody suggested. He leaned in, giving her a smile that hinted at very little actual conversation.
“There’s nothing to discuss,” Carson cut him off. “Lily starts tomorrow.”
“I’ll e-mail my résumé as soon as I get home.”
“Just bring it with you.” Carson sounded a little weary. Not exactly enthusiastic about the idea. She wondered if he’d made the offer more to shut Cody up than anything else. “We’ll hammer out the details in the morning. I’m sure everything will work out just fine.”
“Great, I’ll see you in the morning.” Lily wondered if she’d overstepped her bounds. Maybe he didn’t want to hire someone to replace the last girl. Maybe he needed to downsize and this would have been a good opportunity to do so. But Lily had just jumped right in, offering her services. It was so unlike her. She was normally the type to research and contemplate. She was a planner. Before she even applied for the job at Crawford, she’d looked into their company profile in the online business journal, could project their next four quarter profits, and had the company’s mission statement memorized.
She said she would help, so she would. If anything, she could at least get the next payroll out on time and make sure the bills weren’t late. Then if they decided it wouldn’t work out, there would be no hard feelings on her part. She would just be testing the waters, so to speak. It’s not like they were going to set up a partnership.
* * * *
Carson finished putting away the rest of the gear, jotting notes on the equipment where needed. It took him awhile to fully absorb the news that his bookkeeper had skipped town. Having Lily jump in could be a good thing. Tomorrow, he would check her references and contact her former employer. But he trusted her. The way she had trusted him when they were in the river together.
Hopefully, she’d catch on quickly and they’d be able to make a smooth transition. Then he could go through with his plans to take off for Utah. He’d promised his buddy, Eric Sims, he’d fill in for him on the Yampa River. The secluded canyon would be the perfect place for him to carve out a new identity. He wanted a chance to be someone else. He needed a chance to just be. To go along for the ride instead of always having to be in the driver’s seat.
The river was only runnable for six weeks in the summer. Just enough time to give him a taste of something different. But not so long that he couldn’t return if he had to. It would be a trial separation. If it turned out that Cody couldn’t handle things on his own, then Carson would return. If he decided to stay out there, he could look into expanding the business. The American wasn’t the only river in the Western United States. It just happened to be the one in which he’d first dipped his paddle.
He just hoped he could handle having Lily in such close proximity every day. He was already troubled by how strongly he reacted to her. Part of it was the physical contact. Too much, too soon. He’d have to be careful not to cross that line, because the instant he did, it would be like fireworks. And in this part of the state, they were a fire hazard. Not to mention illegal.
But mostly, he was shaken by the way she made him feel. Like there was something he’d been missing his whole life, and she was it.
Carson did one last sweep to make sure they hadn’t left anything behind when they got off the water. He breathed in the faint smell of the river, damp, fresh, and full of life. It soothed him, almost like a drug, as he felt the tension drift away with the current. He would miss that most of all. He didn’t know the names of all the plants that grew here, but he knew their smell. Familiar. Comforting. Smelled like home.
He’d still be living on the river. He’d never trade the lulling sounds of moving water for city streets. But it would be a different river. The sounds would be different, the water gliding over sandstone instead of granite. The wind whispering through rock cliffs instead of pine and oak. The smells would be different, too. Different plants, different trees. Even the air would be different. Drier, quieter, and at around five thousand feet, thinner.
Cody wouldn’t be there. Wasn’t that the whole point? To see who he was as his own person, not as one of the twins. They had never been separated since the second week of kindergarten, when it had become painfully obvious Cody couldn’t handle school without his brother right by his side.
Maybe he was taking a big risk, leaving Cody to fend for himself. He’d always done more than was necessary to help him out. Probably even more than was healthy. But he had been the reason their mother died. He’d been the reason their father left. So he felt like he had to keep an eye on Cody. He had to make it up to him.
The problem was that Cody had become too dependent on him. He seemed reluctant to be alone, even for the eight hours or so he spent sleeping. Carson had started to wonder if going back to bunk beds was the only way to get Cody to stop using women to keep from getting lonely at night. At some point, his good looks and fun-loving manner weren’t going to be enough. Someday Cody might want to actually get a life.
“So that’s one way to make sure we get to see more of Lily.” Cody waited until she was on her way home to start talking about her. “Maybe