A Stranger's Wife by Phillips Paige

Author:Phillips, Paige [Phillips, Paige]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-11-25T18:24:26+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

As soon as Meg entered the restaurant she wondered why Rhea had selected such a small, intimate setting. How would she be able to slip unnoticed into the rest room? Especially since the beaming proprietor who ushered them to a choice table evidently knew Jake, and presumably Rhea.

Hoping her twin would be heavily disguised, Meg took her seat and unfolded her napkin. She was vaguely aware of Jake choosing wine and discussing the menu.

Glancing at her watch she saw that it was exactly 7:45.

Meg wore a simple black dress that she had unearthed among Rhea’s endless pantsuits. Jake’s dark eyes had briefly lost their suspicious glint and expressed approval. If he noticed that she had not added jewelry, he didn’t mention it. Wearing Rhea’s clothes was a necessity, Meg felt, but wearing her jewelry seemed presumptuous. She would have to remind Rhea to remove any jewelry she was wearing before changing into the black dress and slipping on the black hose that Meg had tucked into one of Rhea’s beaded evening bags.

When Jake suggested that Niklos, the proprietor, make their selections, Meg murmured her agreement. Looking around, she saw that every table was occupied and that there was a liberal ratio of waiters and busboys. Perhaps Rhea would arrive unnoticed in the bustle.

Another nagging worry refused to go away. Concerned that Mike might not have picked up her message and could show up at the house at six as he’d said he would, Meg had again called him. She’d let the phone ring at least twenty times, but Mike hadn’t answered, nor had his message machine picked up as it had earlier—which seemed odd.

“You haven’t tried your wine,” said Jake.

Meg took a sip and nodded. “Very good.”

He watched her with hooded eyes. “Are you ready to discuss our plans for the future?”

“No—I mean, could we have dinner first?”

“Do you want a divorce, Rhea, or a reconciliation?”

Meg squirmed, but the look on his face told her he wasn’t going to let her off the hook.

He said, “I can’t believe I’m even suggesting the possibility of a reconciliation, but I’ve never seen anybody change so much, so quickly, as you have. I hardly know you anymore, Rhea. When I remember how it was between us before St. Maarten, and how it’s been the past few days...well, let’s just say that before St. Maarten I never would have considered reconciling. So that’s why I ask, do you want a divorce or...”

Recklessly, Meg answered, “A reconciliation.”

She saw him let out his breath slowly. “You realize there will be conditions? Sloan is out of your life, for one thing. As are any men friends you’ve been sneaking around to see.”

“Yes, of course.” Meg knew she was answering as herself, but couldn’t seem to stop.

He swirled the wine in his glass, not looking at her. “It’s going to take a while for me to trust you again, Rhea.”

“Yes, I know that.”

“Have I ever given you any reason to doubt me?”

How could she possibly know? Meg glanced at her watch.

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