Dream a Little Dream by Clopton Debra

Author:Clopton, Debra [Clopton, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780373874224
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2007-02-02T07:00:00+00:00

“What are you doing, Molly?” Through slit eyes, Bob watched Molly set a tray on the table in front of him. He tried to ignore the dark circles under her eyes and the vulnerable wavering that flickered through them.

“Look, Bob.” She let go of the tray, then placed her hands on her lean hips. “Admit it, you know you need help. You can’t even get off the couch by yourself. And remember someone needs to look after John Boy.”

She was right about that, but he kept his mouth shut. The woman had done enough to mess things up for him. All he had to do was sniff the air to know what was in his dining room.

He studied her—the graceful line of her jaw, the tension that was starkly out of place there as she reached for the necklace around her neck. He’d come to know the action meant she was nervous or unsure.

There was at least some satisfaction that he was making her nervous.

“I brought you some soup and some tea. I know you’re hurting. You’re going to need to take a pain pill. And the doctor sent some antibiotics too. Those cuts on your shoulder are deep.”

“How do you know what I’m supposed to be taking?”

“Well, I spoke to a nurse about it. I am taking care of you.”

He shook his head and stared at the floor. The toe of her shoe was in his peripheral vision and he watched as she ground it on the rug before plopping to her knees in front of him. Placing her hands on her thighs, she looked up at him.

“Come on, Bob. I know I messed up. I know I goofed your life up.” She swallowed hard and blinked back tears. Tears. “I know you hate me, but I’m not running out on you. Yes, I understand everyone would come over here and take care of you if I left. But they’re giving me a chance to prove that I’m sorry. And even if you don’t want me here, you have to admit that I’m the one who should be. S-since this is my fault.”

He hated tears. And he hated feeling like a jerk. And he knew he was acting like one despite all the reasons he could use as an excuse to get away with it.

He looked away from her, fighting the sudden need to pull her close and tell her everything was okay. Not that he could do that. He only had half a good arm at the moment and its range of motion wasn’t that great since it was bandaged to the hilt and stitched even further.

There was no denying that she was right about him not being able to get off the couch. And there was John Boy to think about.

Still, tears or no tears, he didn’t need to be entertaining any thoughts about comforting Molly. Looking at her bright eyes, he suddenly felt like a doomed man.

“All right, you can stay. But don’t baby me,” he said gruffly.

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