Heather Graham by Dante's Daughter

Author:Dante's Daughter [Daughter, Dante's]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

“HUSH,” KENT WHISPERED.

Katie felt the light touch of his hands on her shoulders, and the more intimate touch of his body close behind hers. She held perfectly still, gazing in the direction of his pointing finger.

In front of her, frozen into a beautiful picture in the snow, was a large white-tailed deer with full, majestic antlers.

“He’s wonderful!” Katie whispered in reply, but even that soft sound of her voice was enough to startle the deer; he fled across the snowy plain, disappearing into the safe shadowland of the pines. “Oh! I’m sorry!” Katie exclaimed.

Kent laughed. “Don’t worry, they’re always around. That’s why I like this place. It’s so remote that you see everything, deer, raccoons, rabbits, even mountain lions. They’re all timid and run at your approach, but they’re always around, too, so you can come upon them again and again.”

“Mountain lions are timid?” Katie inquired dubiously.

“Unless they’re injured or harassed.”

“Something like a cougar?” Katie teased.

He grimaced. “Maybe.”

“Like when they attack the press?” Katie asked softly.

Putting his arm about her shoulders, he steered her back toward the cabin. “Come on. The sun is going down, and it will start getting cold. It may snow tonight. I’ll tell you about my feud with the press over coffee and brandy.”

Katie smiled and followed him. She realized then that she had been smiling continually for almost twenty-four hours. The muscles around her mouth actually ached from all the smiling she’d done, but it was the most delicious feeling she’d ever known. No, she corrected herself, Kent himself was the most delicious feeling.

“What’s that grin for?” he asked as he ushered her into the cabin.

“Nothing,” she said with a shake of her head.

He raised a brow but didn’t press her. “I’ll start the coffee. You can get the brandy.”

Katie shed her jacket and did as he told her. “Kent,” she said, reaching into the cupboard, “what did happen to make you so antagonistic over the press?”

He grimaced as he measured out spoonfuls of coffee. “Exaggeration and innuendo,” he told her. He filled the pot with water and set it on the stove, then faced her and leaned against the counter. “Paula had never been fond of the idea of being married to a pro football player.” He lifted his hands. “Maybe it was more than that. We’d been college sweethearts and probably married too young. Anyway, we’d been married several years when the trouble really started. A paper did a big write-up on me, accompanied with a picture of one of the cheerleaders. All I was doing was opening a door for her, but along with the reporter’s determination to prove that I was leading a wild life, it looked pretty bad. I think Paula might have trusted me, but … Well, about a week later I was away from home for a game, and I read a clipping that she was suing me for divorce and didn’t intend to allow me anywhere near our daughter. Consequently, she read an article that said I intended to go for child custody.

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