Then, There's Love (Revealing) by Rena Manse

Author:Rena Manse [Manse, Rena]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-01-27T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Aaron stared into stubborn light blue eyes. He didn’t care how throw-back it sounded, he was the reason Val and Ashley were apart most of today, and Ashley’s place was to stay home instead of going to Essie’s scream tonight.

“You’re not a hundred percent better. You haven’t been without Ashley during the night hours since we arrived back home.” At least not to his knowledge. Had Jonathan ever kept her out all night?

Jonathan. Aaron pulled at his open collar, turned and paced the library floor. Even if the scheme he’d dreamed up this morning wasn’t the most unorthodox on the planet, it was viable. But Jonathan’s shortened business trip sullied tonight’s plans.

“Stop worrying. Let her enjoy herself.” Val compared swatches against the wall and pouted. She looked too preoccupied to stay in the conversation. “It’s nice to have a man fight for my welfare, though. Do you think Ashley knows how that feels?”

He slit his eyes. “She’s a nurse. What’s to fight about?”

“She’s a woman. Really, Aaron, I thought you noticed.”

He pivoted and strode away, loosened his neck.

“What if Jonathan’s there? They couldn’t stay off the phone weeks ago. Now they hardly see each other. Doesn’t that concern you?”

That Jonathan’s name hadn’t been mentioned as often at dinner? Or, that their good neighbor might forego networking with Riley Investments friends to repair the cavern with Ashley?

“Let them have tonight.” Val chortled and aimed her chair for the door.

Aaron shied away from the burn and scars on the side of her uncovered neck. He couldn’t wait for them to fade. They never would have happened if Uncle Trent hadn’t snorted himself into a hole. But then there’d be no Ashley.

“Janet and I will argue over these samples all night.” Val’s voice trailed behind her. “You insist on being a chaperone. Straighten your face and go have some fun.”

Chaperone? Ashley lived on-call. If anything happened, he wanted to be the one to tear through traffic to get her home. He trudged to the foyer. Paced. Waited. Chaperone? Had Val ever considered he could be Ashley’s date? Heels tapped on the staircase. He wheeled around to confront her and grumble his—

Good heaven, that dress is way too short. Aaron wanted to move, remain calm, but every muscle petrified like limestone. She’d always carried sex appeal. But he’d never seen her wear it. Namely, the slip of a metallic sand-colored dress with a handkerchief hemline he’d approved months ago from one of Revealing’s designers. If he wasn’t mistaken, there was barely a back to it.

Take it easy. Uncharted territory. He watched her float down the stairs just as she had weeks ago in the tight, black number she’d worn to his dinner party. The same dress, he recalled, that Lynda’s fiancé couldn’t keep his punk eyes off of.

Her straight hair from today was swept up with loose sensual curls. For Jonathan.

“Shouldn’t you cover up a bit?”

Perched on the last step in those skinny heels, she had him near eye to eye. “It’s one of Revealing’s dresses.

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