Savas's Wildcat by Anne McAllister

Author:Anne McAllister
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781408973813
Publisher: HarlequinUKLtd
Published: 2012-02-01T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

THERE was no sign of Yiannis working outside when she came down with Harry the next morning on her way to the hospital. She was tempted to just keep right on going without talking to him at all.

But she didn’t because she didn’t want to be accused of “running away”—and she needed to prove to herself that she wasn’t. So she knocked on his back door around nine-thirty. It was still overcast and had that chilly March morning feel to the air that made it seem much cooler than the thermometer actually said it was. She shivered a little in her thin jacket while she waited for him to answer.

And shivered some more when he still didn’t come.

She knocked again.

“Da?” Harry said hopefully.

It wasn’t “Dada.” Harry didn’t know anything about “Dadas”—he’d never met his own. Even so, it was a little disconcerting to hear it.

“He’s not,” she said, just in case Harry had some erroneous notion.

Yiannis jerked open the door, bare-chested, unshaven and surly-looking. His dark hair spiked, uncombed.

“Oh, dear. I’m sorry. I woke you.” She wondered suddenly if she’d awakened him alone. Her face must have betrayed some of her consternation because his glower deepened, but he didn’t speak.

“I shouldn’t have come. I just wanted you to know I’m taking Harry to Claire’s this morning.” She said it firmly, and was not going to be talked out of it this time—which was good because Yiannis growled, “Do whatever you want.”

What Cat wanted to do was kiss him. She had always loved the look of him when he’d just woken up, had always delighted in rubbing her cheek against his stubbled one and dancing her fingers through his hair. The desire to do so now was pretty over-powering, but fortunately not over-powering enough to make her forget her good sense.

What she wanted to do had nothing whatever to do with what she knew was in the best interests of self-preservation. “I will. Go back to bed,” she said, though she couldn’t quite get that out as easily as she wished because she strongly suspected he hadn’t been alone.

There, she said to herself after she’d buckled Harry into his car seat and was pulling out of the garage. You did it.

She had will power! She had common sense! Maybe she hadn’t done what she wanted to do, but she’d done what she needed to do. Maybe at last she was growing out of the need for musical comedy endings.

“She’s doing very well,” Dr Singh told Cat when she ran into him during her visit. He’d checked her grandmother over, then met with Cat in the waiting area. “She’s very determined. Very eager to get back to her own home. Mrs Newell is a remarkable woman.”

“She is,” Cat agreed.

“She can probably begin out-patient therapy in another week. We can arrange nursing facility care for her since you say she has an upstairs apartment.”

“Yes. Or I was thinking, perhaps I could take her back to San Francisco with me? We’d still have to find a place that was accessible for her.

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