A Wolf In Wolf's Clothing by Deborah MacGillivray

Author:Deborah MacGillivray
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Dorchester Publishing Co., Inc.

Chapter Fourteen

On the walk back to the cottage, Raven was strangely silent. More importantly, she seemed emotionally distant to Trev. He had a notion she was working furiously to reerect those invisible bricks in the wall shielding her from the world that caused her pain. And that world presently included him.

Naturally, he felt like an arse for not calling her. It brought back the words of Magda: “Only, when love finds you, sadly you’re selfish. This holding back of yourself causes emotional trauma.” Which is precisely what he’d done. All his life he’d been so controlled, never having to think of anyone outside his family. Women came and went, and none had touched him as Raven did. Which scared the holy hell out of him! Thus, every time he’d reached for the phone today, he’d held himself back, trying to prove he was stronger than his need to hear her voice. He almost preferred that she’d fuss at him instead of this cold shoulder routine.

Without a word, she entered her cottage by the back porch, Chester and he on her heels. As she went through the kitchen door, she actually shut it in his face! He glanced down to the pussy cat, who looked up and meowed, and then the cat shoved himself through the pet door.

“I wonder if that meow was catspeak for ‘every man for himself’?”

Just as he put his hand on the knob, the door jerked open. No longer wearing her sweater jacket, Raven stood there with a sheepish expression. “Sorry. I’m just used to being alone, so things like closing the door behind me I do out of habit.” Nervously, she moved to the bag of cat food and picked it up, intending to fill the bowls. There, she paused. “Thanks. It was kind of you to feed them.”

“You’re welcome. They’re quite adept at making their wishes known.”

Raven set the bag down on the floor and went to the refrigerator. Taking out six lemons, she placed them on the counter and started slicing them—an activity where she didn’t have to look at him. Her hands shook visibly, to the point where Trev feared she might cut herself.

He moved close, placed his hands over hers. “Perhaps I should deal with the sharp object.”

Giving a brief nod, she stepped back and stuffed her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. After a minute she pronounced, “I’m not very good at this.”

“‘This’?”

She tried to smile and be brave, but her expression nearly crumbled. “I’ve never had an affair before.”

“Is that what we’re doing?” Trev asked, finished with slicing the lemons.

“I’m sure this is old hat to you…” She stopped when she heard the jealousy in her words. “Sorry. Look, I’m not in a fit mood, so I won’t be good company tonight.”

Trev smiled. “What say we start the evening over?” He went to the living room to fetch the florist’s box. Opening the front door, he stepped outside and pulled it closed after him. After counting to ten, he lifted the brass knocker and tapped out a rhythm until Raven opened it.

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