Someone To Believe In by Kathryn Shay

Author:Kathryn Shay
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: family, kathryn shay, new york, romance, senator, someone to believe in, street gangs, suspense
Publisher: Kathryn Shay

THIRTEEN

BAILEY O’NEIL THREW herself into her relationship with Clay just like she did everything else—completely and without reservation. As he watched her across the room putting the finishing touches on dinner—with Rory’s help—he knew he’d already become utterly enthralled with her. For him, there was no turning back. For her, psychologically, the jury was still out, though her actions did not indicate her reservations.

“Be ready in ten minutes,” she said glancing over Rory’s head to where Clay sat ostensibly reading the Washington Post. Dressed in jeans and a simple cotton sweater set of ruby red, she gave him a private smile that made him hard in seconds. The sex had been even better since they’d admitted their feelings for each other went beyond the physical. He’d never been so satisfied in his life.

“No hurry.” He nodded to her son. “I’m enjoying the show.

She swiped at her nose. “Do I still have potatoes on my face?” Rory had gotten carried away with his task of whipping the potatoes and had smushed some on his mother’s nose.

“Nope. Now it’s in your hair.”

A look of sham outrage came over her. “Rory O’Neil, did you...”

“Nu-uh. He’s teasin’, Mommy.”

Clay laughed.

“Not funny, Senator.”

“Sorry.”

He couldn’t imagine Jane or Karen allowing this kind of play to go on while cooking a meal—if they cooked at all. Nor had he, as a child, been privy to this kind of interaction with his mother. Which was how this whole dinner came about. Earlier in the week when they had talked on the phone—as they did every single night—the subject of his nannies had come up. His favorite had made him pot roast. He’d been shocked as hell to walk into Bailey’s apartment today and smell that meal cooking.

“Rory, go set the table while I sit a minute.”

“Clay, too.”

“No, Clay’s on cleanup. You do it.”

Rory climbed off the stool, passed by Clay at the table, gave him a hug, and dragged a high step stool to the other side of the kitchen. Bailey encouraged all kinds of independence, as well as the affection the boy routinely showed. Rory’s demonstrativeness toward Clay still stunned him, and pleased the hell out of him.

The only dark spot, he thought, glancing down at the paper in front of him, was that Bailey insisted on keeping their relationship a secret. Their ruse with Rory had worked—they all pretended it was a game of keeping secrets, as Rory did with Aldan, and so he hadn’t talked to anyone about Clay. But Clay had wanted to go to Seussical with them yesterday and Bailey had objected....

Somebody could see us together. You’re a public figure and would be recognized.

I’m not ashamed of how I feel about you.

No, I’m not ashamed of my feelings either, but why give people ammunition? After all, this might not work out between us.

She’d been washing her face in the master bath of his town house and he’d been lying on the bed; he’d gotten up when she made the remark, stalked over to the bathroom and grasped her by the arms.

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