Blame It on Paradise (Indigo Love Spectrum) by Hubbard Crystal

Author:Hubbard, Crystal [Hubbard, Crystal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781585715718
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp
Published: 2008-03-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

Jack’s index finger spent one second hovering over the doorbell before he lowered it. What the hell am I doing, he asked himself before stepping up to the security console affixed to the doorframe. This is my house. I don’t need permission to enter it. And it’s not as if she showed me the courtesy of knocking that first night she came to me on Darwin.

Despite his assertive reaffirmation of home ownership, Jack didn’t want to scare Lina with his sudden presence, so he hesitated once more before punching in the digits of his security code. He made a mental note to give Lina the code as well, so that she could come and go freely.

If she was still there, of course.

He’d had his secretary arrange for a car to bring her to Nahant, the pretty little rocky island he called home. It was close to Boston, the skyline of the chaotic city plainly visible from his rear deck even on cloudy days. But in all the ways that mattered most to him, Nahant was worlds away from Boston. He was certain that some of those ways mattered to Lina, and convinced that she’d be more comfortable on Nahant, he’d made sure that she ended up there.

Question was, had she remained…

There was only one way to find out, and he tapped the enter key. A quiet beep signaled the release of the front door locks, and Jack went into his house. Painful arrows of relief shot through his gut when he saw a sexy pair of women’s boots lazily resting against the wall. He forgot to unbutton his black cashmere overcoat in his haste to take it off, and an embarrassed blush warmed his cold-kissed cheeks as he tried to dial down his eagerness to see Lina. After hanging his coat in the foyer closet, he carried his briefcase into the kitchen, half hoping to find her there enjoying the dinner he’d had delivered to her.

The kitchen was empty. He set his briefcase on the deserted oval of the table in the breakfast nook and quickly crossed the living room to peek into the dining room. The stylized chandelier burned brightly, but the long glass table and twelve chrome chairs beneath it were empty. Cloaking his disappointment in logic, he told himself that it was late, that she’d probably already eaten and gone to bed, and he started for the stairs.

But then a flicker of light from the deck caught his eye, and his steps slowed as he changed direction and headed for the sliding glass doors.

* * *

Lina sat on the deck, bundled in a blanket from the waist down. One of Jack’s sweaters, a thick, hand-knitted charcoal-grey fisherman’s sweater she’d found in his closet, kept all the rest of her toasty.

Dinner, much to her surprise and delight, had been brought to her a little over an hour ago. Friendly and efficient deliverymen wearing white chef’s smocks under their parkas had delivered her dinner and laid the meal

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