Chapter Fourty Four

One week later, Jensen pulled into her driveway as she was walking back with Tim from Claire's house. Claire's boys and Tim had had a play date. Tim immediately went bug eyed when he saw Rufus.

“Maybe i can see the dog, Mom,” Tim said excitedly, and slid a look at Jensen's car. Uh-oh. Had they been conspiring over a way for Tim to play with Rufus? She wondered. She wouldn’t put it past them. Tim and Jensen seemed to be getting closer. She wasn't too surprised when she walked into the living room one afternoon and Tim was on her phone with Jensen. He had picked the call when he saw the caller ID and saw Jensen's name.

So she made a noncommittal noise. “Come on, Tim, let’s get inside,” she urged, but Tim was still staring when Jensen got out of his car. So was she, but for a completely different reason. Watching him unfold his long frame made her pulse flutter.

Goodness. She swallowed. “Tim,” she said in her best warning tone, then wo