Secret Billionaire on Her Doorstep by Michelle Douglas

Author:Michelle Douglas
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-12-09T19:23:13+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

CALLIE WORE THE softest woollen sweater in butter-yellow and a striped scarf in mint-green and orange. She looked like a summer day in spring, but the moment she slid into the car beside Owen he knew something was wrong.

Yeah, idiot, you kissed her!

It was five days since their afternoon tea and their walk in the park. And that kiss. Of course she was going to be stand-offish. She’d made it clear she didn’t want a repeat performance.

He gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. What on earth had possessed him to kiss her? He’d asked himself that same question over and over, but still couldn’t come up with a satisfactory answer. Nor could he dredge up a satisfactory amount of regret. The kiss itself had been sensational. Not that it could happen again.

Irritatingly, he found he could dredge up more than enough regret about that.

He ground his back molars together. That was why he had to play it cool now. After exchanging a brusque greeting with her, he focussed his attention on the traffic and getting out of the city. The family estate of Ellerslie was in Cooperstown, nearly four hours away, and they were aiming to arrive by lunchtime.

Callie made no effort at small talk, and she only turned every now and again to check on Barney, who dozed in his crate on the back seat.

He glanced across when they were finally free of the city, his index fingers tapping on the steering wheel. Was it just that kiss or was something else on her mind?

‘I didn’t think to ask, but do you get car sick?’

‘No.’ She hunkered down further in her seat, arms folded. ‘Though I still don’t know what was wrong with taking the train. I checked, and it would’ve been fine for us to take Barney.’

‘We’ll have more freedom with the car.’ He fought a frown. ‘Besides, Barney will be far more comfortable in the car than he’d be on a train.’

They’d discovered that Mr Singh, Barney’s owner, lived a short walk from the apartment block. The elderly man wasn’t due out of hospital for another week. They’d assured him they’d be delighted to continue looking after Barney till then.

Owen tried coaxing her out of her odd mood. ‘How many times have you been to see Mr Singh this week?’

‘Every day,’ she answered, as if it were the most stupid question ever asked. ‘He needs someone to coax him to go for his twice-daily walks. Anyway, he’s good company.’

And Owen wasn’t?

He tried to quash that thought. It was pathetic, being jealous of a man who was old enough to be Callie’s grandfather. Besides, he wasn’t jealous. Mr Singh was minus one kidney. He’d just been through a major operation. With Callie to bear him company, though, Owen didn’t doubt Mr Singh would now make great strides forward in his recovery.

Callie might not realise it, but she was a lot like her grandmother. She saw a need and rushed to meet it—whether it involved stray dogs, high school seniors wrestling with math problems, or lonely old men.

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