As Sara was debating whether to wear a nude shade of lipstick or the brighter red, she heard her phone ring. She didn’t recognize the number, so she let it go to voicemail, assuming it was more than likely a spam call. But when her phone alerted her that the caller had left a voicemail, she gave into curiosity and listened to the message.“Ms. Daniels, this is Vincent Elan with Elan, Farraday and Rothschild. I’m calling on behalf of my client Mr. Kyle Daniels. He is concerned about your potentially violating your custody agreement in regards to your son, James Daniels, and will be pursuing legal action if necessary. Please have your lawyer contact me as soon as possible.”Sara placed her phone back on her vanity slowly, her heart pounding so hard she felt dizzy. The array of emotions attempting to flood through her—fear, anger, shock—made her unable to process what she’d just heard. Then the single, terrifying thought: Kyle’s going to take James from me.She covered her mouth to sti
When Sara opened the door to her classroom after dropping James off at first grade, she gasped. Sitting on her desk was a huge bouquet of roses in every color imaginable. She had no idea how the flowers had gotten here before she’d unlocked her classroom—had a janitor let in the delivery person?—but she was too preoccupied with smelling the blossoms.She didn’t need to read the card to know it was from Harrison. Opening the small note tucked underneath the ribbon surrounding the vase, she read: I can’t stop thinking about you. Let me take you out again. –HT.Simple, short, and to the point. She smiled even wider. Touching the silky petals, she couldn’t help but remember their encounter in the backseat of his car last night. She was twenty-eight years old and she’d never done anything like that in her life. With Harrison, though, she had a feeling she was going to experience a whole bevy of things for the first time.“Secret admirer?” Heath DiMarco stopped by her door with a raised e
Sara didn’t go home with men, and she most definitely didn’t go home with men who kissed like consummate seducers. She’d been with a grand total of one man—her ex-husband—and had, for the most part, given up on sex in general.Now, she realized how wrong she’d been.Harrison’s lips were soft, but he kissed her like he wanted to claim her very soul. She could only hang onto his shoulders and remember to breathe. His stubble scraped at her cheeks, and she loved the reminder of how masculine he was. He made her feel delicate and feminine. She hadn’t even known that was something she’d wanted to experience.He pushed her hair off her shoulder, trailing his fingers through the silken strands. They gazed at each other, and the sheer desire in his eyes made her tremble.“Will you stay with me?”She licked her lips. “Yes.”He scooped her up into his arms and carried her upstairs to his bedroom. She felt rather like some kind of fairy princess being swept away by the handsome prince. Unti
Dawn peeked through the curtains when Harrison awoke. It only took him a moment to remember everything that had happened the night before, and it caused a wide smile on his face. Sara was still asleep, her breathing easy and slow, and he couldn’t help but inhale the scent of her hair. She murmured something but didn’t wake up.After they’d made love, Sara had told him she needed to get home, but he’d persuaded her to stay. She’d texted Ruth to let her know she’d be home before James had to get up for school, although Harrison had seen guilt etch her features.“He’ll never know that you were gone,” he’d assured her with a kiss.“You’re right. But that doesn’t stop me from feeling like a bad parent.”He kissed her harder, mostly because he didn’t want any kind of guilt to stain what had happened between them. Sara had kissed him back, and they’d made love a second time—slow and thorough, until they’d both exhausted themselves.He squinted at the alarm clock: it was close to five-thi
When her classroom computer refused to boot up, Sara sighed. “Everyone, please take out your reading assignment and begin that while I try to get the computer sorted out.”Her third graders made a few murmurs, but otherwise obediently delved into their desks and pulled out the reading material she’d originally assigned as homework. When she saw that everyone was reading—or at least pretending to read—she called the front office.“Hey, Linda, can you send someone to my classroom to help me with my computer? It refuses to turn on. And yes, it is plugged in. Okay. Thanks.”She glanced at the clock. She really hated when she got off schedule, but you couldn’t plan with technology. It either worked, or it didn’t. She should’ve made certain to have a back-up plan in case her computer went on the fritz, but she needed it to show a video for a health lesson. Tapping her fingers against her desk, Sara was about to call Linda again when someone knocked on the classroom door.“It’s open!” Mad
Lisa Thornton was, in a word, sulking. Harrison had chewed her out after the disaster with Kayla two weeks ago, telling her in no uncertain words that she was never to try to set him up on a date again. He’d been harsher with his mother than he’d actually intended, but remembering Sara’s face when she’d thought he’d been two-timing her had sealed that particular coffin.Now during the monthly family dinner, Lisa refused to give Harrison any of her attention beyond a passing remark or two. Caleb looked amused, while Jubilee looked like she wanted everyone to get along. Dave merely advised his eldest son to give his mother time to calm down. Lisa had a tendency to sulk longer than most people, but she would, in time, get over it.Or so Harrison told himself when Lisa ignored his request for her to pass the salt for a third time.“Here.” Caleb reached over, grabbed the salt, and handed it to Harrison.Lisa gave them both a peeved look. She hated when people reached across the dinner t
“It’s beautiful,” Sara said in awe as she gazed out onto the lake. Wearing a wide-brim straw hat and sunglasses over a sundress, she looked springy and beautiful, her hair loose around her shoulders. Harrison steered the sailboat with a light touch, no particular destination in mind for the afternoon’s outing. With the shining sun and sparkling lake, it was like some kind of paradise.Or maybe it was the woman smiling up at him that made it a paradise. Sara seemed relaxed for once, and she looked younger as a result. It only made Harrison want her even more than usual. Did she not realize how beautiful she was when she smiled?A number of other people were on the lake today, although it was still fairly deserted, given the time of year. Boating season wouldn’t start for another few months, but Harrison liked to take advantage of any break in the rainy spring weather if he could. When the sun had risen this morning and promised to stay shining, he’d asked Sara if she’d like to go out
“You look beautiful.” Harrison kissed Sara on the cheek before placing his hand on the small of her back. He guided her toward the front door of his parents’ home, which in Sara’s estimation, looked rather like the front door to a castle.His parents’ place was huge. She’d heard that the Thorntons’ house was palatial, but when they’d driven up the endless driveway to the house perched on a hill overlooking the lake, her breath had left her body. The house was an older Victorian with a wrap-around porch and painted a dark blue, sensible yet pretty at the same time. Sara had no idea how many rooms this place had—ten? or more? The front yard consisted of steps trailing up to the front door, while the yard itself brimmed with flowers and shrubbery, including hydrangeas that seemed to be bursting with white and blue blossoms.Her heart pounded so hard that she had to stop herself from clutching at Harrison’s arm to keep herself steady. Her nerves had dissipated somewhat after she’d agreed