I'll Remember You by Barbara Ankrum

Author:Barbara Ankrum
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Treasury-Silhouette Intimate Moments 90s
Published: 2011-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

Late afternoon sunlight slanted through the room by the time Jack opened his eyes again. Groggily, he pulled himself awake to the sound of pans clanking in the kitchen and the awareness that Tess had returned. For a few minutes he lay there, allowing himself to imagine her moving about in the kitchen preparing food for them. Somehow the whole day had slipped past him, but a quick inventory of his various aching parts told him the sleep had been well worth the time spent. He felt better. Considerably better. As if his gas tank had been topped off.

He sat up and gingerly rolled his left shoulder, surprised to find that it no longer moved like a rusted-out hinge. It was still sore, but the pain was manageable. He threw off the quilt and got up. That was when he made the mistake of looking in the mirror hanging over the pine dresser at the end of his bed. The image that stared back at him was a stranger who looked as if he’d dragged himself in off the mean streets of L.A. He needed a shower and a shave and a clean shirt, but he guessed it might be a few more days before Tess let him get his shoulder wet. Even more than cleanliness, he thought, dragging a hand through his hair and listening to his stomach growl, he needed food.

The scent of it drew him toward the kitchen, where Tess had her back to the doorway, fussing over something at the sink. She didn’t hear him padding barefoot into the room, and jumped when he touched her arm.

“Sorry,” he said, staring at the handful of grapes still dripping with water in her hand. “Didn’t mean to scare you. How long have you been back?”

“About two hours,” she said, wrapping the fruit in a paper towel and setting it on the counter. “I didn’t have the heart to wake you. You looked so peaceful. How do you feel?”

“Better. A lot better.” He opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a jug of milk. Twisting off the top, he nearly drank straight from the bottle, but Tess intercepted with a glass.

“Hungry?” she asked dryly.

He smiled and downed the milk without coming up for air. “Mmm. Milk,” he sighed, pointing at the empty glass, “was a great invention.”

“Yes,” she agreed gravely. “Bovines are masters of technology. Yogurt was theirs, too, you know.”

“No!” he said, lifting his eyebrows and watching the playful expression steal over Tess’s face. “They invented that?”

“Oh, yes. And ice cream. They had it first. Before all the lactose-intolerant herds began producing rank imitations.” She wrinkled her nose. “But you know, the quality just isn’t there.”

Jack grinned. “You’re a wealth of information, Doc.”

“And you’ve gotten your appetite back.”

“Apparently,” he replied, popping some more grapes in his mouth. “What’s for dinner?”

“It’s a surprise.”

Jack moved in the direction of the covered pan on the stove to peek.

“Ah-ah!’ she warned, coming between him and the stove. “It’s not ready yet.” As a matter of fact, I think you have just time enough for a hot shower.

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