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CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE






When Carly stepped out of the bathroom, clad in clean shorts, a T-shirt and wet hair, she found Pat in the kitchen, making them sandwiches.

" I'm going to hate sandwiches by the time this is all over with, " Carly said.

" Me, too. I'm thinking a bowl of gumbo would hit the spot."

" And fried shrimp, " Carly added.

" I'm starving."

" Me, too."

Pat pointed to the table. " I made you a drink. Bourbon. But there's no ice."

" I don't care." Carly settled at the table and lifted the glass, then paused. " I should really go feed the egrets."

" I did it. The fish smells like hell, though. I doubt we'll be able to stand touching it in the morning."

" I'll need to go into town anyway. I've got to get something to keep them in, " she said.

" Pet store? "

" No. I'll go to one of the vets in town and borrow a cage."

" You think they'll make it? "

" Yes. There're old enough. Another two weeks, maybe, then we can let them go."

" You think the parents will come back? "

Carly shrugged. " Maybe. I hope so. It would be nice, wouldn't it? "

" Yes." Pat looked at her damp hair, already nearly dry and reached across the table to brush it away from Carly's face. Their eyes met as Pat's fingers brushed across Carly's cheek. " Why are we making small talk? "

" Because I thought it would be uncivilized if I just dragged you back to the bedroom right away."

" Is that what you want to do? "

Carly blushed. " I've thought of little else all day."

Pat nodded. " Me, too."

" Do you find it amusing? " Carly asked.

" What? "

" That I can't seem to control myself around you. That I can't keep my hands off you, " she said quietly.

" Amusing? No, I find it to be exciting...refreshing, " Pat said. " In case you haven't noticed, I can't exactly keep my hands off you, either."

" I never thought this would happen to me, Pat, " Carly admitted. " The first day I met you, I knew you were dangerous. I tried so hard to keep you away."

" I know. But I didn't want to be kept away."

" I still can't promise you anything, Pat."

" Can't or won't? "

" Please don't make me, " Carly whispered. " I'm scared of what I feel for you."

" You know I'm in love with you, don't you? "

Carly squeezed her eyes shut and looked away. " Please don't say that."

" Is it easier for you to pretend that I'm not? That way, it can just be sex between us? No real ties? "

" I'm scared you'll hurt me, " Carly admitted.

" So I shouldn't tell you that I want to wake up with you for the rest of my life? "

" Oh, Pat, " Carly whispered. She took Pat's hand and squeezed it, finally meeting her eyes. " You don't know what you're asking of me."

" Yes, I do."

They sat quietly at the table with hands clasped between them for long moments, their eyes meeting then pulling away. Finally, Pat stirred.

" You know what I'd like to do? "

" Hmm? "

" Catch the sunset, " Pat said. " There's this great little spot on Goose Island that looks out over Copano Bay. I think we can make it in time, " she said.


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