The Doctor's Family Reunion by Mindy Obenhaus

Author:Mindy Obenhaus
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781460319000
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2013-10-05T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Blakely had less than an hour before the next round of tours, so if she didn’t eat now, she might not get to at all. Dropping the white paper bag on the Adventures in Pink snack bar, she continued to the garage and poked her head around the storm door.

“Lunch is here.”

“All right.” Austin wheeled from under Trent’s pickup, still holding the droplight. “I’m starving.” He’d spent the morning helping change the oil and had dark greasy splotches all over his face.

Trent rolled into view, looking every bit as dirty as her son. Except, on him, the look was incredibly attractive. “Perfect timing. We just finished.” His black T-shirt was taut across his massive chest, the color lending a smoldering appearance to his dark eyes.

She cleared her throat. “Well, from where I stand, it looks like it’s going to take you guys a while to get cleaned up so you’d better hop to it. Especially you, young man.” She caught her son’s eye. “You can’t sell drinks looking like that.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Austin set the droplight on the workbench against the wall.

Closing the door, she allowed her gaze to linger on Trent. She kind of liked having him around. He was good for Austin.

What about you?

She took a deep breath. From all appearances, Trent was the whole package. But appearances could be deceiving, and that made her reluctant to act on her feelings. Feelings that seemed to be getting stronger every day.

Turning her back on the guys, she climbed the handful of steps and unpacked their sandwiches from the deli. A grilled cheese for Austin, a southwest turkey for Trent and her favorite, the turkey cranberry on an asiago bagel.

In the week since Trent had moved in, life hadn’t changed as much as she’d feared. He was gone most of the day, arriving home an hour or so before closing time. But he always came in to ask about her day and if there was anything he could do to help her out.

Austin, however, usually met his father the moment he stepped out of his truck and they’d spend a couple hours playing or talking, simply getting to know one another.

She smiled, shaking her head. Trent looked so weary some nights, yet he always had time and a smile for Austin. A trait she found endearing.

Opening a small bag of potato chips, she popped one in her mouth. All in all, this had been a stellar week. She’d hired a new guide, tours were up and Ross Chapman hadn’t dropped by once. Maybe the guy had given up.

Now, if only she were as adept on the administrative side of things, life would be perfect. As it was, spreadsheets and anything having to do with taxes and payroll were the bane of her existence. Her office desk had so many piles, she wouldn’t see the beautiful oak finish until December.

“What does your mom have to say about this?” Trent’s voice was followed by the slamming of the door.

Austin rounded the corner first, looking freshly scrubbed and wearing a clean shirt.

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