The Most Intimate Wish

Unease tickled her senses. The year before she’d met Jeff, she found out that Alex was married to two other women at the same time and had children with both of them. Did Jeff now have a secret? Doubt clamored in her heart, but she tamped it down.

“Come on,” Jeff said. “Let’s get busy. I want to sleep in our bed tonight instead of on the floor.” He barely glanced at her as he took her hand in his and led her up the flagstone walk.

Something hard and cold settled in Dinah’s gut. Glumly, she followed, blinking away the stinging sensation in her eyes.

Once inside their new home, Jeff wandered off to direct the movers where to place their larger pieces of furniture.

Movement on the staircase captured her attention. There, halfway up, stood a tall, willowy blond man. He smiled at her, the expression radiant, his eyes bright blue.

“No, no!” Norris hollered. “Turn to the left, not the right!”

Dinah’s attention shifted to the group of men trying to wrestle an armoire through the doorway. She looked back at the staircase, but the man was gone. She scanned the room, her gaze returning to the steps and the short banister section that led to the upstairs hall.

“Here,” said Jeff. “Let me get on the other side of the armoire.”

She dismissed the handsome blond and focused on Jeff. A pang of desire swept through her. The sunshine streaming through the doors and windows lit Jeff’s jet-black hair with blue fire. His broad shoulders, tapered waist and nice ass never ceased to arouse Dinah. He was a fine specimen of a man.

A startling thought struck her. He’d been rather distant with her the past week, but she’d assumed it was due to the chaos of moving. However, there were rumors at Happort Enterprises, Inc., where Jeff worked, of a promotion to head supervisor. Was it possible he might have been chosen for it? He’d changed his mind about starting a family when the promotion rumors started. Warning bells clanged in her heart. His boss, should Jeff get the promotion, would be a woman. Had this woman or another female employee taken an interest in him? Had this vixen in turn sparked something in Jeff?

She sighed. If only he’d just marry her…

She battled her misgivings to the back of her mind and began unpacking some of their necessities. An abdominal cramp hit her. She grimaced, clutching her belly, and broke out into a sweat as she waited for the pain to pass. Dimly, she heard Amelia babbling directions to the movers. The cramp subsided, and Dinah straightened. She hefted a decorative mirror out of a crate—what idiot had packed a mirror on top of pots and pans?—and as she turned with it, the images wavered and caught the reflection of golden feathers and piercing emerald eyes.

She gasped.

The mirror struck the floor. Miraculously, the glass remained intact, but the frame sported a large crack down one side. For a moment, Dinah stared at her bewildered blue eyes in the mirror, her mouth forming a perfect circle.

She’d seen something...hadn’t she?