“Your dad would be proud of you.”
“That’s what my mom tells me.” His expression turned serious. “When he died, it was a shock for all of us. I wasn’t surprised by that, but I didn’t expect his passing to change me as much as it did. I guess I’d taken him for granted.”
“It’s a kid thing,” she pointed out. “We assume they’re always going to be there for us.”
He nodded. “When I was little, I was happy that my parents were so connected. They were a unit. There was no playing one against the other. As a teenager, I was embarrassed by how close they were. It wasn’t cool. But later, it was the best. How they loved each other. Jen, Brandon and I worried that Mom wouldn’t be able to go on, but she’s pulled it all together.”
“She has. Pam is amazing.”
“If I agree, you have to promise not to tell her.”
Zoe laughed. “Because she can’t have too much power?”
“You know it.”
“I will keep your secret, but you owe me.”
“Will fixing the stairs make us even?”
“It will.” She lightly touched his arm. “I really appreciate you helping out with that. I have to tell you, when I got locked in the attic, I totally freaked out.”
“Sure. Who wouldn’t?”
He was nice, she thought happily. Honorable. When his family had needed him, he’d stepped up—even though he’d been suffering himself.
“Handyman skills and you like cats,” she said, her voice teasing. “Why isn’t there a Mrs. Steven Eiland waiting for you somewhere?”
He sipped his drink. “Charming answer or real answer?”
“Real answer.”
“I was pretty popular in high school and college.”
“Ah. Why have one when you can have them all?”
“Pretty much. It got to the point where Mom wouldn’t let me bring a girl home. She didn’t want to start to like her only to have us break up in a week or two.”
“You lasted a week? That is so impressive.”
“You’re mocking me. Here I am, baring my soul, and you’re making fun of me.”
“I am.” She fluttered her eyelashes. “Deal with it.”
He chuckled. “My folks kept bugging me to settle down. Or at least go out with someone for a month, but I never saw the point. Then my dad died and everything changed. At first I didn’t have time to date the way I had, but when things calmed down at work, I found I didn’t want to. I want what my parents had. The kind of love that lasts.”
He looked at his mostly untouched drink. “Sorry about that emotional dump. I want to blame the vodka, but I haven’t had enough. Either you’re really easy to talk to or I’m turning into a woman.”
“Do I get to pick?”
“Sure.”
“You’re not turning into a woman.”
“I’m glad,” he told her.
“Me, too.”
For a second they simply stared at each other. Zoe found herself wanting to scoot her chair closer to his. She certainly wanted to keep talking to him. He was nice, kind, funny and he had a heart. Oh, yeah, there was the really sexy thing, too. Talk about the perfect guy. Was it possible her luck had changed?
“I’m having a—”
“Would you like to—”
They spoke at the same time. “You go,” Steven said.
“I’m having a barbecue this Sunday. A few friends, nothing too formal. Want to come?”
“I would.” He smiled. “I was going to ask if you wanted to stretch drinks into dinner.”
She smiled back. “I would.”
They stared at each other. She felt the tension crackling between them—something she hadn’t experienced in what felt like forever.
“I should probably warn you that I also invited your mom to the barbecue, along with my dad.”
“Parents. Interesting. I can handle it if you can.”
“I’m up for the challenge.”
Chapter Five
Jen backed out of Jack’s bedroom and quietly closed the door. Later, just before she and Kirk went to bed, she would open it again, so she could hear him if he started crying. A backup plan, in case the baby monitor failed.
Instead of joining Kirk in the family room, she took a quick detour to their bedroom where she brushed her teeth, combed her hair and made sure the light makeup she’d applied earlier hadn’t gotten all smudgy under her eyes. She debated changing into something provocative, but wasn’t sure what to say if Kirk noticed.
Not that she didn’t want him to notice. That was the point of her carefully planned evening. She’d been unable to stop thinking about what her mother had said a few days ago—about Jen and Kirk having a healthy sex life.
The truth was they didn’t. Since Jack had been born, they rarely made love. She was usually so stressed she couldn’t summon the enthusiasm, and in the past few months, Kirk had stopped asking. That was the part that made her the most nervous. How much of it was his being busy with his new job and how much of it was Lucas talking about his twenty-two-year-olds? Not that she was going to ask. Instead she would deal with the problem.
She went into the family room and found Kirk already sitting on the sofa, watching a basketball game. Instead of sitting in her usual seat at the other end, she settled closer to him. He smiled at her.
“Jack asleep?”
“Uh-huh. I start the music box and he’s usually out in seconds.”
“Best baby gift ever?”
She laughed. “Certainly one of the top ten.”
He looked back at the game. The Lakers were up by six. Jen shifted so that her oversize shirt fell off one shoulder. She’d put on her sexiest bra, with the lacy strap. Hopefully the visual would—
“You okay?” Kirk asked. “You’re fidgeting. Does your back hurt?”
“No. I’m fine.”
She sighed silently. So much for her sexy move. She turned to him, prepared to snuggle closer, only he’d leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, his gaze intent on the television.
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