A Love Worth Waiting For by Jillian Hart

A Love Worth Waiting For by Jillian Hart

Author:Jillian Hart
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2003-11-15T00:00:00+00:00


“Harold, come help me with the tea water.” Nora took her dessert plate with her as she rose from the table.

“Sure thing, honey.” Granddad grabbed his plate and headed after her.

Julie blinked as they disappeared from sight. “Do you know what that was about?”

“No, but I think they want to be alone.” Noah rubbed his brow, because this was too much. “Okay, I’m starting to see it for myself. Harold really does love her.”

“You’ve taken care of her for a long while. It has to be hard to let someone else take over. He’ll be good to her.”

“I’m figuring that out.”

“Didn’t need an investigator’s report for that, huh?”

“Not this time. I already admitted I was wrong.”

“I heard you.” Julie snared her plate and rose from her chair.

“I didn’t use you. That’s what you think, isn’t it?” His dark gaze searched hers, forthright and unflinching. Beneath the steel was tenderness.

Julie’s chest tightened. Her throat ached. What did she do now? She stared at her plate, no longer hungry, but it was a better place to focus her attention than Noah. She was no longer angry with him. It would be easier if she was.

“I know. I chose the wrong words. I do that sometimes.”

“You’re a billionaire. You’re a chairman of the board. You’re supposed to know what words to use.”

“Sure, rub it in.” He took the plate from her, his fingertips lingering over hers. Masculine and warm and amazing. “I’m just a man.”

He walked away, leaving his confession to echo in the shadows. Just a man, he’d said. A man who made mistakes and apologized for them. A man who’d asked for her forgiveness.

She found him in the living room, where the fire was crackling in the fireplace and the cheerful atmosphere seemed at odds with their mood.

Noah hadn’t touched the thick slice of chocolate cake on his plate. He didn’t look up, not even when she settled onto the couch next to him.

She set her plate on the coffee table. “Going back home tomorrow?”

“Yep. I’ve got a meeting that I’ll do by telephone. Probably on the jet on my way home.”

“I always do tons of phone calls on my Learjet, too. It’s a time-saver.”

The tiniest hint of a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. “I’ve always thought so.”

“If the doctor does get ahold of you on your plane, then you’ll be alone. You need your family with you, or your friends.”

He relaxed a little, trouble starting to twinkle in his eyes. “I prefer being alone. It’s easier than having women get mad at you right and left.”

“That’s your own fault, buster. Why haven’t you told your grandmother? She would want to be there for you.”

“Because there’s nothing really wrong, that’s why. I’m not going to upset her for no reason.”

He seemed so sure of himself, but Julie wasn’t fooled. Not by a long shot. She’d seen his face change. He didn’t like being alone any more than she did. Most of all, he didn’t want to be seriously ill and alone.



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