Second Wife by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Six

Flynn walked through the front door ten minutes later. Busy with Jeremy in the bathroom, Heather heard

him and called his name.

„In here, Flynn!“

„What the hell?“ Flynn appeared in the bathroom doorway, taking in the evidence in one quick glance.

An oddly chagrined expression flickered briefly in his eyes as he pulled the bottle of medicine out of the

bag. He slid a quick glance at Heather, who was standing barefoot on the gray rug as she gently helped a

feverish, restless Jeremy rinse out his mouth. „Sorry,“ Flynn muttered brusquely.

„Hardly your fault,“ Heather observed dryly. „He’s been asking for you.“

„Daddy!“ Jeremy held out his arms. „My tummy hurts.“

„I can tell. Don’t worry, I’ve got some stuff to take care of that. As soon as we change your pajamas

we’ll give you some.“ Flynn ruffled his son’s hair affectionately and then began feeding the boy’s little arms

and legs into the clean pair of pajamas Heather had found.

With a groggy indifference Jeremy submitted to being re-dressed. By the time Flynn had finished and

had convinced him to swallow the medicine Jeremy was almost asleep.

Heather stood aside, watching as Flynn carried the boy back to bed. Then she rinsed off her loafers and

wiped them dry with a paper towel. There was still the mess on the carpet, she reminded herself, and rum-

maged around under the marble countertop until she found a sponge and some more paper towels.

Flynn glanced at her with a quick frown as she walked back into the bedroom. „Here,“ he said gruffly,

„I’ll do that. Go on out into the living room. I’ll be out in a few minutes.“

Shrugging, Heather nodded and walked out. It was obvious Flynn didn’t want her being exposed to the

less pleasant aspects of motherhood, she thought with amusement. At least, not right off. She ambled out

into the living room and sat down gingerly on an elegant leather sofa she knew must have cost several

thousand dollars. A few minutes later Flynn reappeared.

„I’ll get us some brandy,“ he announced, running a hand through his hair. „We never got a chance to

finish the glass we started at your place.“

Curious about the kitchen, Heather got to her feet and trailed him into a high-tech, gleaming wonder that

looked like something out of a magazine.

„Are you a gourmet chef?“ she asked, eyeing the surroundings.

„Hardly.“ He opened a glass-paned cupboard door and removed two snifters. „I can handle eggs and

hamburgers. Both of which Jeremy likes, fortunately.“

„But all this fancy cook ware…“ Heather began, letting the sentence trail into extinction as she indicated

the exotic kitchen.

„Cheryl was into the latest food fads,“ Flynn said shortly. „She liked to entertain.“

„I see.“ Even the kitchen belonged to the absent Cheryl. Well, it made sense, Heather told herself. A

woman naturally held sway in her own home, even after she’d left. Heather clasped her arms under her

breasts in a small, unconsciously defensive gesture.

Flynn watched her, reading the faint signs of withdrawal with unerring accuracy. „Here,“ he growled,

shoving the brandy into her hand. „Let’s go back out into the living room.“

„Your wife did the interior design work?“

Flynn sighed.

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