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Chapter Four

The next morning Ellie felt almost exhilarated with the challenge of facing Cole. She’d stand her ground and he would no doubt back out, not wanting her to go to Jax. He might be able to schmooze his way with other people, but she would not be so easily fooled. Besides, he was there to help Jax with the business, not gather his own list of clients.

She walked into the office with confidence and marched right over to Cole who was standing by Alex’s desk, chatting with her. “I need to talk to you, Cole, when you have a minute.”

Ellie watched as he shot Alex an oh-brother-here-we-go look. Her resolve started to melt. She caught herself. No, she couldn’t give in now. She was almost there.

They walked over to Ellie’s desk. She tried to ignore the curious stares coming their way. Dropping her purse down on her desk, she pulled a chair up for him, sat down, and waited for him to sit. “I called the Wilsons last night, and we are to meet them at Fine Floors at six-thirty tonight to talk over their selection together.”

Cole gave her a grin as if he knew exactly what she was doing. “Great. I’ll be there.”

His comment took her by surprise. She had at least expected some sort of confrontation.

“Do you want to work overtime and just leave together from here?” he asked.

She had to think quickly. The last thing she wanted to do was ride with him. “Um, no, I need to go home first.”

“Okay, rather than have two cars, I’ll swing by and pick you up at your house around six o’clock,” Cole said.

Great. This was not going at all the way she had planned. “You don’t know where I live.”

“Yeah, I do.”

How did he know that? Why did he know that? “But—”

“I’ll see you then, Ellie.” Cole got up and walked away.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not figure him out one bit and it made her crazy. Well, she’d be on her guard. Regardless of what anyone else said, she didn’t trust him.

Ellie spent the day in a flurry of work, for which she was grateful. It gave her less time to worry about Cole and his latest antics.

She walked up to Jax in the kitchen. “I’m leaving now, is that all right?”

He glanced at the clock above the sink. “So soon?”

She followed his gaze. “I know it’s fifteen minutes early, but remember, I told you Cole is picking me up at six o’clock to meet the Wilsons. I was hoping to have a little time to freshen up before we go.”

“Oh, right. I forgot.” He opened the refrigerator. “Do you know who brought in all this grapefruit?”

She bit her lip.

“Another diet?”

She shrugged.

He shook his head and grabbed a chocolate bar tucked in the back of the top shelf. “Whose are these?”

Ellie hated being caught. She looked around the room as if she hadn’t a clue what he was talking about.

“Ellie?” He peered at her over the rim of his glasses.

She could almost feel herself seated in the middle of a dark, empty room with a bright incandescent bulb hanging over her. She imagined sweat forming over her brow. The pressure caused her to crack. “Okay, fine. They’re mine.”

He shook his head and began to unwrap the bar.

She ignored him. “So, is it okay if I leave? I’m not going to have time to eat dinner before then the way it is.”

“No dinner? Be kind to the customers.”

“Ha, ha,” she said with exaggerated sarcasm.

“You want one of these?” He extended the candy bar toward her.

“No, thanks. I’m on a diet.”

Jax shook his head. “You’re pathetic.”

She smiled at his teasing. “I know.”

“Ellie?” He grew serious a moment. “You be careful. I mean, Cole’s my best friend and all, but he’s broken a few hearts.”

“Don’t you even talk like that. I can barely stay in the same room with the man, let alone feel any attraction to him.”

Jax shrugged. “Okay, just wanted to make sure. I’ve seen him change the mind of more than one woman.”

“I’m not easily changed, remember?”

By the time Ellie heard Cole’s car pull up to her house, she had just completed the finishing touches on her makeup. She took one last glance at herself in the mirror. After changing from the blue dress she had worn to the office, she’d put on her black pantsuit. Though professional, it appeared more casual than the dress and much more appropriate for visiting a carpet store. She fluffed the back of her hair and grabbed her purse.

Thinking Cole was waiting in his car, Ellie started to bolt out of the door only to bump into him standing in the doorway. “Oh, I’m sorry.” Their noses were inches apart. He held her arms to steady her.

“We seem to do this a lot.” His eyes teased her.

Very uncomfortable with the feeling that shot through her, she pulled away. “I thought you were in your car.”

“Dost thou think me not a gentleman, fair lady?”

She couldn’t help but smile.

“How could I not escort one so attractive?”

Uh-oh, Jax was right. This man was spinning his web. No doubt to get her to share her commission. She ignored his comment. She fairly shoved him out of the way so she could lock the front door. When she turned around, she found him still standing close beside her. She straightened, and in businesslike fashion, walked to his navy SUV. He followed close behind and opened the door for her.

He made her feel like a teenager going on her first date. The sooner she got this appointment over, the better. Oh, why had she agreed to ride with him?

They made their way down the road, talking of surface matters. She tried not to look at him. She told herself it had nothing to do with being afraid of getting caught by his spell.

The appointment passed quickly. The Wilsons were happy with their final choices. Ellie had to admit Cole did know a lot about choosing carpet. She was also surprised he had let her control the meeting and even brought her into the conversation when he shared his knowledge of the carpet they’d picked. All in all, things went much better than she had expected. They said their goodbyes and got back in Cole’s car.

He turned on the ignition then looked at her. “I don’t know about you, but I’m famished. Want to stop and get something to eat?”

As if right on cue, her stomach growled. She clutched it with her hand.

“I’ll take that as a yes?”

They both laughed. She didn’t want to eat with him, but she had to admit she was hungry. A meal wouldn’t be too excruciating.

Once they were seated in a booth at the steak house, the waitress approached them. Ellie wanted ice water with lemon. Cole ordered a soft drink.

They sat in silence while looking over the menus. A country-and-western singer crooned over the speaker. Soft conversation rippled around them, and the smell of frying steak wafted through the room. Once they’d made their meal choices, Cole and Ellie stacked their menus on the table so the waitress could collect them.

“What are you getting?”

“I’m blowing my diet for tonight. I’m ordering steak in a southwestern sauce and chunky fries.”

“Trust me, those fries aren’t going to hurt you. You look great.” His smile jolted through her. What in the world was going on with her?

“Let’s keep this strictly on a professional level, okay?” There, she’d put him in his place.

“You think I want anything more than that?” His words sounded as though the very idea couldn’t be farther from his mind.

“Well, I—” Oh dear, she was growing pink again. She could feel it. Once again, she had presumed too much. Of course he wasn’t interested in her in that way. She rooted through her purse to cover her embarrassment.

“I’m sure you already have a special someone?” His eyebrows lifted queryingly as if he knew she couldn’t possibly have anyone in her life.

Oh, he lit her fire like a match to a torch. She lifted her chin and said with utmost dignity, “I belong to no one. Except God.” She almost felt embarrassed to add God to the mix, feeling quite sure she hadn’t represented Him well at all in front of Cole.

His eyes widened. “Oh, my mistake.” He flipped his napkin on his lap as the waitress approached.

Ellie pulled in a breath. No wonder she wasn’t married yet. She didn’t know how to relate to men at all. No matter how the conversation started, she always ended up saying the wrong thing.

They ate their dinners, both managing to get back to light conversation. Since the dinner was a business expense, Cole insisted on paying for her meal, and Ellie just wanted to go home and cry. Could she look any more foolish tonight?

They got into the car, and she finally mustered some courage. “Cole, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have presumed—”

“Yes, you should have.”

His words startled her.

“I was out of line. Again. You put me in my place.” He turned to her in the darkness. A nearby streetlight revealed only faint images of his face. “Ellie, can we call a truce?” His voice sounded tired.

“I’d like that, Cole.”

“Good.”

A light rain began to patter upon the windshield. Cole turned and started the car. They pulled onto the road, and he clicked on the wipers. Ellie settled into her seat. The soft whir, mingled with the fine dinner, relaxed her. She closed her eyes and dozed a little while Cole drove her home.

When he finally pulled into her drive, he shut the SUV down and got out before she could. He pulled something out of the trunk and came around to her door. She saw he had an umbrella.

“Thank you, Cole.”

“No problem.” He held the umbrella carefully over them and walked her to the door.

“I’m glad we got things straightened out between us,” he said, when they stopped at the door.

“Yeah, me, too.”

There was something in the way he looked at her. “Good night, Ellie.”

She gulped just short of audibly. If Cole noticed, he didn’t let on. He simply turned and walked away, leaving every nerve in her body on edge. She attempted to push the key into her lock. It took her a full minute to get the door to open. She finally slipped inside.

With a turn of her wrist, she latched the door behind her and leaned against it. What had just happened, she didn’t know, but somehow she felt things were about to change.

Ellie hated change.

Over the next few weeks, Cole Preston introduced new procedure after new procedure in office policy. Ellie couldn’t understand how Jax could let this man come in and just take over. Pulling up the sleeve of her navy pantsuit, she glanced at her watch. Five minutes until the meeting where she supposed yet another new development would be announced. A bad attitude simmered just below the surface, and she decided she’d better drown it with the only thing that seemed to work for her.

Chocolate.

Pulling a piece of chocolate from her bottom desk drawer, she unwrapped it and plopped it in her mouth. Closing the drawer, she wadded the paper between her fingers and reached for the trash can.

“Pity. I thought you would share with me,” a deep voice said within inches of her ear.

Startled, Ellie sucked in a sharp breath, pulling the chocolate to the back of her throat like a dust ball to a vacuum. Gasping for breath and finding none, she panicked. She stood, her arms reaching for something, anything, to find relief. In a flurry of commotion, people called out to her. In that horrific moment, one thought filled her.

Chocolate is going to be the death of me.

Just then, strong arms gathered around her rib cage. Large fists balled at her midsection and made short, quick jerks until the lodged candy spewed from her mouth like a cork from a bottle.

No one around her uttered a word. Ellie wondered what would be the polite thing to say at a time like this. “Pardon me, I seem to have lost my candy,” or, “Yes, would you be so kind as to hand over my chocolate?” Before she could decide, her coworkers patted her condescendingly on the shoulder and went back to work. All but one. The person who had saved her life. She reluctantly turned to see who it was, yet, in the deep pit of her stomach, she already knew. One swivel on her shoes confirmed her greatest fears as she looked into the ultrawhite smile of Cole Preston.

The glare from his teeth gave her a headache.

She swallowed hard, thankful for the ability to do so. “Thank you,” she managed with a raspy voice.

“My pleasure—and I’m sorry.” His eyes twinkled. He strutted past her and called over his shoulder, “I just had no idea I could choke you up like that.”

Ellie stared after the man, speechless. How could he joke around when she had practically died on the spot?

She glanced across the floor and spotted the offensive little candy that had betrayed her. She ran over, scooped it up in a tissue, and threw it away. How could she face the others in the meeting? A wave of nausea swept over her. Taking a deep breath, she felt her stubborn side kick in.

Placing a legal pad into the crook of her arm, and clutching a pen with her free hand, she pulled her dignity together, lifted her chin and marched straight for the conference room.

He could laugh now, but she’d show him who would have the last laugh.

The entire staff ambled into the conference room, all but Alex who stayed back to man the phones. Coffee mugs lined the table. A box of sugary doughnuts called from the center. Most people gave in to the temptation, while Ellie preferred not to risk another choking hazard. The crowd offered their condolences to Ellie about her little episode before finally settling down to the business at hand.

Coleman Preston stood and welcomed the employees, but Ellie heard very little of his speech. The man drove her crazy, but she had to admit something about him pleased her. Was it his blinding smile, or the way one look into his velvety brown eyes made her feel bundled in a thick fur coat? His wavy dark hair suggested he had had unruly curls as a boy. She wondered if one day his son would inherit the trait. The very thought made her face warm, though a shiver ran through her. She pulled her jacket tighter.

The minutes clicked on in the quiet of the room as workers listened to what Cole had to say. Lack of sleep the night before placed Ellie in a hazy fog, caught somewhere between reality and dreamland. With her left elbow on the table, her chin rested in the palm of her hand. Just as the warmth of the room and the pleasurable rhythm of Cole’s voice lulled her to a peaceful state, the word Ellie broke through, causing her chin to slide off her palm and her mind to snap to attention. She glanced up to see smiles hiding behind cups and heard a few snickers ripple about the room. Mortified, she looked to Cole, wondering if he had said her name. He had.

And he wasn’t smiling.

“I’m sorry?”

“You seem to be having a difficult morning, Ellie. Are you okay?”

Adrenaline pushed her pulse to full speed. “I’m fine. I—I just didn’t hear what you said.”

“Well, maybe we’ll let someone who was listening help us out.” Without wasting another breath, Cole moved on.

Ellie felt her knuckles had been sufficiently rapped by that statement. She had been daydreaming. So sue her. His reprimand was all part of his little plan to undermine her authority in the office.

“Which brings me to the most important item on this agenda, and the reason I called the meeting,” Cole said.

Uh-oh, here it comes. She braced herself. Cole proceeded to tell the staff Jax had purchased a new computer system. He raved about all the bells and whistles while Ellie felt herself being sucked into a psychedelic black hole, a place where walls spun out of control and the floor rolled and swayed beneath her feet.

Change, change, change.

At the meeting’s end, the air snapped with excitement. The room buzzed with comments and laughter at all that the new system could and would do for their company. Ellie didn’t want to be a spoilsport, but what was wrong with their current system? It worked for them, didn’t it? Why did they have to have bigger and better, as long as they were getting the job done?

She gathered her things from the table and with a heavy heart, headed toward her desk. Her stomach didn’t feel so good.

“Hey, Ellie, are you okay?” Jax wanted to know.

She turned. “Oh, I’m fine.” She rubbed her temple. “I’ve just had a rough morning.”

“So I’ve heard,” he said with a smirk.

She didn’t feel like being the brunt of a joke just now. Throwing him a weak smile, she continued on. He followed.

“I tried to get together with you and tell you about the computer system, but every time I set up a meeting, something came up, remember?”

She nodded. “It’s all right.” She didn’t have the strength to argue. Her stomach rumbled like Mount St. Helens. A queasy feeling followed. Really queasy. “I’m sorry, Jax, I don’t feel so good.” She dropped her things at her desk and made her way to the bathroom.

Just in time.

Chapter Five

Cole sat down in front of Jax’s desk. “Have you heard from Ellie?” he asked before taking a drink from his coffee mug.

Jax rubbed his jaw. “Yeah, she thinks she’ll make it back in on Monday. Her stomach seems finally to be settling down.”

Cole shook his head. “She’s really had this flu thing bad. I hate that she’s had to miss the first week’s training on the new computer system.”

Jax winced. “I know. This will not be easy for her.”

“Because she’s hard to train or because she’s resistant to change?”

Jax looked up with a start. A knowing smile lit his face and he shrugged. “Both.”

“What’s up with that?” Cole asked, stretching back into a comfortable position in his chair.

“I don’t know. Ellie’s always struggled with change. She just likes to keep things on an even keel. When they’re not, it throws her into a real spin.”

“That’s too bad. Life’s full of changes.”

Jax looked at him a moment.

“What?”

“Oh, just thinking about how you’ve had to deal with change over your life. Your mom and dad’s divorce. Your dad’s death. I know it hasn’t been easy.”

Cole shrugged. “You, too. I mean, with your parents’ accident and all.”

Jax merely nodded.

Cole thought it best to change the subject. “Hey, did I tell you I rode a dirt bike this past weekend? Now that’s a lot of fun. You need to go with me sometime.”

Jax shook his head. “You’re more adventurous than I am. Parasailing one weekend, dirt-biking, what’s next?”

Cole laughed. “I’ll think of something.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

Just then Alex knocked at the door and poked her head through. “Ellie’s on the phone and wants to know if someone could drop off the new system tutorial this evening?”

“Sure, I’ll do it,” Cole said, without skipping a beat.

Jax looked at him in surprise. “You don’t mind?”

“Not at all. I’ll enjoy watching her squirm when I hand her the information.”

“You’re sad, you know that?”

“Aren’t I, though?” He wiggled his eyebrows.

“You want me to tell her you’ll stop by after work then, Cole?” Alex asked.

“Yeah, tell her I’ll be there.” Truth be told, he looked forward to seeing her. The office wasn’t the same without her….

Cole pulled in to Ellie’s driveway. Cutting the engine, he glanced around the neighborhood. The subdivision was nice and spacious. He hated it when houses stumbled on top of one another. Each lot here had plenty of stretching space. Lots of trees. That was something else he liked. He’d always wanted to live in a house like that, but with his dad’s drinking habit and sales jobs, it had seemed they never had enough money. They went from one apartment to the next.

A garage door opened two houses away from Ellie’s. A couple of kids stepped through the front door as the father backed the family van out of the garage. An energetic boy bounced a basketball on the driveway, making his way to the car. A little girl with blond, springy pigtails followed, holding on to a pair of skates. The mother appeared with a picnic basket in hand. She yanked the front door of the house to a close, turned to the waiting family, and smiled.

Cole sat transfixed. He wondered if those kids had any idea how lucky they were. What he wouldn’t have given for a real family.

How could a mother leave her children, anyway? His eyes glazed over as the image of that long-ago night plagued him once again.

He and his twin brother were doing homework at the kitchen table. Scraps of bologna sandwiches were shoved on the counter with dirty dishes. Cold chicken noodle soup still lined the bowls. His mom stepped into the kitchen with a suitcase in one hand, her face hard as stone. His dad rounded the corner after her, his eyes red and swollen. They were shouting at one another. She stopped when she saw Cole and Caed. His brother had tears streaming down his face, but said nothing. Funny how the images were still so fresh in Cole’s memory.

“Where you going?” Cole asked.

“Caed, I can’t talk about it now.”

“I’m Cole,” he corrected her, frustrated that she couldn’t get it right. People often confused them since they were identical twins, but he thought their own mother should know better.

Cole jumped from the table and ran to her. He threw his arms around her waist and begged her not to go. She looked at him with a flicker of indecision. He thought he just might change her mind. She scrunched down in front of him and whispered, “Coleman, you take good care of Daddy and your brother, you hear me? You’re the strong one.” She smoothed his hair from his forehead. “I’ll be back and get you one of these days.” She kissed his cheek.

He felt as if he’d been punched, the pain spreading all the way through him to his fingertips. He screamed at her, “Mom, don’t go!” Ignoring him, she turned and walked out the door to some man who sat waiting in a truck. Cole pushed through the door and ran after her. “Mom! Please, don’t leave us! Don’t leave us, Mom! I’ll be good. I promise I’ll be good.” He wiped his face with his arm. “Mom! Don’t go!” Why wouldn’t she look at him? She got in the truck. The man stared at Cole without expression, pulled the truck into gear, and backed away. Cole’s mother never looked up once.

Cole remembered stumbling in the grass and falling to his knees. With the fight nearly gone from him, he had cried out one last time, “Please, Mom, don’t go.” Tears had blurred his vision as he watched the black truck roll down the street away from him. His body had gone numb. His legs refused to move. How long he had sat there, he didn’t know. Finally, he had wiped his face once more on his arm and sucked back further tears, telling himself she’d be back. After all, she had promised.

But Cole never saw her again.

It was after that time that his father started drinking and their lives changed for the worse once again.

Cole’s glazed eyes refocused. He wiped the perspiration from his forehead. Taking a deep breath, he picked up the tutorial from his car seat, and headed for Ellie’s house.

A plump lady of about fifty opened Ellie’s door. “Cole Preston?” she asked, a pleasant smile on her face.

“Yes.”

“I’m Debbie Williams, Ellie’s mother.” She wiped her hands on her apron and extended her hand. He shook it. “Please, come in,” she said, stepping aside. “Ellie will be right in. Make yourself comfortable.” She pointed to the tan sofa perched in the living room. “Can I get you something to drink: tea, coffee, pop?”

“I’ll take some iced tea if you have it.”

“Good. Iced tea coming up.”

He imagined she was the kind of woman who felt happiest working in the kitchen. She disappeared into another room while he waited for Ellie. The smell of cooking chicken scented the living room. He looked around. The home had a certain coziness about it. Plump pillows lined the sofa. Pots stuffed with flowers stood near the patio doors. Sensible furnishings adorned the room. Some things looked a little worn. He imagined she struggled to part with anything. Probably had a favorite blanket as a baby. No doubt she still had it tucked away somewhere. He smirked. He hadn’t a clue where any of his baby things were, if they still existed.

“Thanks for coming over, Cole.”

He turned to see Ellie standing before him in a pair of jeans, a college sweatshirt and socks. She looked as though she had lost a few pounds. Her chin-length blond hair was parted in the middle, framing her angular face. Her green eyes sparkled, but with a little less luster. She looked cute and perky, like a college student.

“You’re welcome. How’re you feeling?”

“Much better,” she said, sliding into the oversize chair across from him. “I haven’t had flu like that since I was a kid.”

“Here we go,” Mrs. Williams said as she placed the iced tea on the coaster on the coffee table in front of him.

“Thanks.”

“You want anything to drink, Ellie?” her mom asked.

“No, thanks.”

“Would you care to stay for dinner, Mr. Preston? We’re having chicken and noodles, peas, applesauce, pumpkin pie. Nothing fancy, but I’m trying to add a few pounds to Ellie’s bones.”

He looked at Ellie who blushed at her mother’s remarks. “Sure, why not?”

Ellie looked at him with a start.

“Do you mind?” He looked at Ellie then glanced at Mrs. Williams who threw her daughter a you’d-better-be-polite look. He turned back to Ellie who appeared flustered.

“Why, no, we’d love to have you,” she all but choked out.

Mrs. Williams snapped her head with approval. “Wonderful, I’ll throw in a few more noodles,” she said, before disappearing once again into the kitchen. Instantly, he decided he liked Ellie’s mother.

He turned back to Ellie. Her weight loss and pink cheeks gave her a sort of vulnerable appeal. He almost wanted to reach over and scoop her into his arms. Almost. Until he followed her gaze to the tutorial. Then another look entirely shadowed her face….

Great. The tutorial looked huge. Just what she wanted, to spend the entire weekend poring over a dull computer book. She felt the urge to run to her bedroom, jump in the bed, and pull the covers over her. Better still, why not grab the chocolate bar in her nightstand and then pull the covers over her?

“Ellie?”

“Oh, sorry.”

“I know it looks, well, a little overwhelming—”

She threw him a whatever-are-you-talking-about look.

He pointed. “The tutorial and all.”

“Ah.”

“It’s not so bad. You can call me if you have any questions. I could even come over.”

She lifted her chin. “I don’t think that’s necessary. I’m sure I can handle it.”

“I’m sure you can handle a good many things,” he said, his eyes glinting with humor.

She wondered what he meant by that. This man could rile her more than anyone she had ever met. Didn’t matter what he said. It was in the way he said it. Oh, she didn’t know. She only knew he constantly challenged her Christian walk. She decided to change the subject. “So, how did it go this week at the office?”

Cole swallowed some tea, then put it back on the stand. “Pretty good. I mean, there was the usual groaning and grumbling over learning something new—”

Ouch. He didn’t have to say that. Ellie knew that was directed at her. “Well, new computer programs aren’t all that easy to learn,” she said with a slight snarl to her voice.

“Hold on. No need to get your nose out of joint. I’m just saying—”

“My nose is not out of joint, Cole.” Oh, could he ever call out her temper.

He held up his hand. “Look, Ellie, I don’t want to upset you.” His voice was gentle which calmed her a little. Still, she held up her guard. “I know it’s hard to learn a new program. I don’t especially enjoy it myself, but I know it will be worth it in the end.”

He was right, of course, but she couldn’t bring herself to say so. She merely nodded. Sometimes, her own stubbornness frustrated her. Why couldn’t she just say he was right? Instead, she fought change with every breath in her.

She felt his gaze upon her, and she didn’t like it. He probably thought she was an old spinster, set in her ways. Oh, goodness, she hadn’t thought of that before. Was it true?

Just then her mother stepped into the living room interrupting Ellie’s train of thought. “I forgot to tell you, your dad called while you were asleep. He’ll be here in—” she glanced at her watch “—another fifteen minutes.” Before Ellie could comment, her mother disappeared back into the kitchen.

“I like your mom. She’s nice.”

Ellie smiled. “Thanks.” She looked at him a moment. “You know, I don’t know anything about your family. Do your parents live in Chicago?” Uh-oh, something in his expression told her she’d struck a nerve. Maybe he preferred to keep his personal life private.

“No. My dad is dead and Mom is, well, I don’t know about Mom. I haven’t seen her since I was eight.”

Shame washed over her. She’d been so caught up in her own stubborn pride at this man getting her job, she had never thought about him carrying his own bag of pain. “Oh, I’m sorry, Cole. I didn’t know.”

He shrugged. “How would you know? Besides, it happened a long time ago. No big deal.” He took another drink of iced tea.

“It’s a huge deal. Something no kid should have to endure.”

“Hey, could I use your telephone? I need to check on something.”

His abrupt manner caught her off guard. “Oh, sure.” She pointed to the phone on the stand.

He looked embarrassed for a moment. “Could I take this somewhere more, uh, private?”

Now she was embarrassed. “Certainly. The family room is around the corner. Mom’s working right next to it in the kitchen, but I can call her out here.”

“Thank you. I’d appreciate that.”

“No problem.”

Cole got up, grabbed the phone, and walked into the next room. Ellie called her mom into the living room. Never had Ellie given thought to the idea that perhaps Cole had a special someone in his life. For some reason, that bothered her a little. Not in a jealous kind of way, of course, but more like a pair of shoes that pinched her toes. It just didn’t feel quite right….