Chapters (34)
- Cover
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Other Books by Susan Elizabeth Phillips
- Credits
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
He might as well have slapped her. He hadn’t even told her he’d asked his business manager to look in Chicago. She felt more betrayed than when Phoebe had mentioned the fire alarm. He knew she’d hate this, so he’d neglected to mention it. There was no real communication between them, no common goal. Everything she didn’t want to accept about their relationship was right there in front of her. They might share sex, but that was all.
Phoebe nudged a clump of chicory with her toe. “And then what happens?”
She couldn’t stand hearing Kevin say it, so she said it for him. “Nothing happens. We file for a divorce and go our separate ways.”
“A divorce?” Dan asked. “Not an annulment?”
“Grounds for an annulment are limited.” Molly tried to sound impersonal, as if this had nothing to do with her. “You need to prove misrepresentation or duress. We can’t, so we’ll have to get a divorce.”
Phoebe looked up from the chicory clump. “I have to ask …”
Molly knew right away what was coming and tried to think of a way to stop it.
“The two of you seem to get along …”
No, Phoebe. Please don’t.
“Have you considered staying married?”
“No!” Molly jumped in before Kevin could respond. “Do you think I’m crazy? He’s not my type.”
Phoebe’s eyebrows shot up, and Kevin looked annoyed. She didn’t care. She was filled with an awful desire to hurt him. Except she couldn’t do it. Phoebe was Kevin’s boss, and his career meant everything to him.
“Kevin didn’t have to bring me up here, but he did it anyway because he knew I needed help.” She took a deep breath and reminded herself he’d forgiven her and that she owed him this. “He’s been wonderful, extremely kind and sensitive, and I’d appreciate it if the two of you stopped being so suspicious of him.”
“We aren’t—”
“Yes you are. It’s put him in a difficult position.”
“Maybe he should have thought about that when he was dragging you into the woods on Sunday,” Dan drawled. “Or was he too busy being kind and sensitive?”
Kevin got that tight look around his jaw again. “Exactly what are you trying to say, Dan?”
“I’m saying that if helping Molly was just a humanitarian gesture on your part, you shouldn’t be sleeping with her.”
“That’s it!” Molly exclaimed. “You just crossed the line.”
“It’s not the first time, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. Phoebe and I watch out for our family.”
“Maybe you should watch out for somebody else in your family,” Kevin said quietly. “Molly’s asking you to respect her privacy.”
“Is it her privacy you’re worried about or your own?”