The Man Who Has No Heart by Victoria Quinn

Author:Victoria Quinn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Victoria Quinn

The weekend was over within the blink of an eye, and we packed our bags and headed back to the city.

Derek sat between us on the drive and showed me all the drawings he’d done recently.

Deacon was quiet from his side of the car.

I didn’t realize how lonely and empty I was until I met Deacon—and then the smaller version of himself. I found myself longing for this time together, when it was just the three of us.

It felt like I had a family again.

We returned to Manhattan, and like always, Deacon walked me to the door. It didn’t seem like he ever liked to leave his son unattended unless he was with me, so he brought him along.

I got the door unlocked. “Well, thank you—”

Derek walked right inside. “Is this your house?” He walked to the coffee table and looked at the wilting flowers. “These look old.”

Deacon seemed a little embarrassed by his son’s bluntness. “Derek. You don’t just walk into people’s homes without being invited.” He walked inside and watched Derek look around. He turned to me. “I’m sorry…”

“No, he’s fine,” I said quickly.

He looked at the flowers in the glass vase. “Are those the ones I got you?”

“Yeah…” I did everything I could to keep them alive, and even though they looked terrible and had started to smell, I just couldn’t throw them away. It’d been a while since he got them for me, so they were well past their prime.

Deacon didn’t question it, probably didn’t understand I was holding on to them just because he gave them to me.

“I like your place,” Derek said. “Where’s the rest of it?”

Now Deacon glared at him. “Derek.”

“What?” he asked innocently, obviously not meaning to offend me.

Deacon walked over to him. “Don’t say things like that.”

“Like what?” he asked, having no idea what he did wrong.

“Deacon, it’s fine,” I said gently. “He didn’t mean anything by it.”

Deacon grabbed him by the arm. “We’ll talk about it in the car. Come on, let’s go. Say goodbye to Cleo.”

When he knew he was in trouble, he turned dejected. “Bye, Cleo…”

I hated seeing his sadness, especially when he was so harmless. He had a heart just like his father. “Bye, Derek. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Deacon looked at me before he pulled his son away. “Thanks for spending the weekend with us.”

It was a sweet thing to say, especially since he meant it. “There’s no one else I’d rather spend my time with.”

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