Fear Is Louder Than Words by Linda S. Glaz

Author:Linda S. Glaz [Glaz, Linda S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas
Published: 2015-11-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 43

AFTER ANOTHER TEXT TO Margaret that said he had a high-risk C-section and would be late, Erik drove Tessa to the Renaissance Center for a delectable dinner at Andiamos’ followed by a room at the Marriott. Luxury. Fruits of his labor that Margaret refused to share.

But Tessa was willing. Tessa was always willing.

“You aren’t good for me, you know.” Erik held her at arm’s length. “All I’ve worked for could be so easily lost if Margaret ever sobered up long enough to find out about us.”

She sifted her fingers through his hair. Erik hated his hair played with, but she refused to take the hint.

“You don’t think she has any idea, then?”

He snorted. “If she had so much as an inkling, I’d have been hauled into court years ago. She doesn’t think about anyone but herself. No, I don’t think she has an idea. Suspicion, perhaps, but aren’t all wives suspicious of their husbands?” He narrowed his gaze, changing his attitude from one of admiration to one of chastisement. “And we have to be sure that’s how it stays. We’re in agreement on this, correct?”

She pushed his chest with her palms and turned her back. “Most women have a right to feel suspicious. And you know good and well how I feel. I’m not in agreement. We belong together, Erik. You need a son to carry on your work. Or a daughter.”

“Phfft! A daughter.” He watched her expression change. “You’re serious? Can’t you just see that? Monumental work contaminated with female logic. Come on, Tess, my dear. The last thing I need is another woman in my life.”

“I beg your pardon?”

Really? She didn’t see the distinction between men and women? They were made differently for a reason. One to nurture, the other to think on a higher level. Both were needed, but it was important that the roles not be confused. Not be tainted by societal impulses.

In fact, he supposed in a few years, they wouldn’t even be needed for nurturing. No need to take a chance on the feminization of males. He was seeing too much of that nowadays as it was. No son of his would ever wear makeup or jewelry. If he ever had another son, he would be a god. A perfect specimen of the human race. Blond, blue-eyed, muscular. Brilliant!

“You know what I’m talking about. Enter estrogen, enter feelings. Tears. Women aren’t exactly creatures of reason and logic.” Was he the only one left in America who understood this? He clipped the end of her nose as if she were a dainty doll that needed reminding.

She swatted his hand away. “So women aren’t capable of reason and logic? What is wrong with you?”

“There you have it. I make a comment and you go postal on me. You are merely proving my point, my dear. Women are ruled by their emotions.”

He reached for the bottle of wine and poured a glass.

When he turned back to Tessa, her hands straddled her hips and her gaze snapped, speaking volumes about the kind of evening they were going to have.

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