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He’d think of her incessantly in his empty bed at night.
Her dark eyes haunted his dreams when he did catch a few hours. His sense of restlessness and hunger had mounted as the days passed. All he could seem to focus on were memories and fantasies of touching her, of breathing her unique scent, of holding her while she shook in climax . . .
Yesterday, Neil Parodas had called and informed him that Emma had been one hundred percent correct in saying she was completely healthy.
I’m not saying she experienced a miracle cure, of course, Neil had cautioned. There must have been some mistake if she was ever diagnosed with thalassemia. The most important thing, though, is that without a doubt, that girl is as healthy as they come.
A strange sensation had gone through Va
The rush of feeling had been so sharp and overwhelming, and so unfamiliar that Va
“Can you do me a favor?” he asked Niki presently as he turned onto the road to the airport.
“Of course,” Niki replied.
“Call Vera and let her know I’m returning a day early. Have her send a car over to the airport. I’ve tried to reach her several times and failed.”
“What car do you want delivered?”
“A fast one,” Va
On Sunday morning, Emma almost ran down Amanda on the way out the door. The meeting was unexpected. Both of them were startled and flustered, given their new, strained relationship and sudden close proximity, laughing and trying to get around each other. She noticed Amanda’s heavy backpack slung over her shoulder
She had to give her sister credit; Amanda had been incredibly dedicated to her schoolwork so far. Emma had been a little worried this new thing with Colin would distract her just when she needed to focus the most as she started medical school. It had pleased her to see that didn’t appear to be the case. Amanda had been up at dawn to go to the library to study since she had to work the evening shift at her waitress job tonight.
“Where are you off to?” Amanda asked breathlessly, leaving the front door open for Emma.
“I thought I’d go downtown and do a little shopping.”
“You’ve certainly grown uncharacteristically interested in clothes lately,” Amanda said, her expression friendly and amused, but curious as well. “It’s nice. I could never get you interested,” she laughed. She focused on the angel at Emma’s throat. “I suppose it all relates to Va
Emma shrugged. Several times this week, Amanda had tried to broach the topic of Va
Besides, since discovering that Va
What had Va
Besides the issue with her apartment, she was still very heartsore over the news about his young wife dying. She’d tried to find more information about his marriage and the identity of his former wife, but there hadn’t been anything online. Had Michael Montand Sr. used his influence, perhaps, to silence the news of his heir’s unapproved marriage and his wife’s untimely death?
“It would be hard to see a man like him and not want to look good,” Amanda said, interrupting her chaotic thoughts. “I still can’t believe it. Va
Emma blinked. “I did?”
“Sure,” Amanda said, giving her a slightly startled glance before she set her backpack down on the entryway bench.
Emma gave a short laugh. “You’re the gorgeous one. You’re the brilliant doctor-to-be.” You’re the one who my ex-boyfriend preferred.
Amanda’s smile faded as she took a step toward her. “Do you ever really see yourself in the mirror, Emma?” Emma just stared back at her. “You’re beautiful. And what’s more, you don’t even have to try and you are. It doesn’t surprise me in the slightest that you snagged Montand’s attention.”
“Thanks,” Emma muttered, avoiding her sister’s stare.
“And you know you’re every bit as smart as me. You took that incredible load in nursing school and still aced all your classes and clinicals. And lucky?” Amanda shook her head incredulously. “You beat death, for God’s sake. Mom used to call you her little miracle.”
“I didn’t beat anything,” Emma said. “It just . . . happened.”
“You walk in grace.” Amanda shrugged when Emma gave her an incredulous glance. “Colin said it—after all this stuff with you finding us . . . you know. Together. And it’s true, Em. No one would have handled this situation as gracefully as you. You’ve been so reasonable about the whole thing. I have a feeling you’re being so patient because you’re thinking of what Mom would have wanted. But no matter what the reason, I know it took a very big person to react the way you have. And I appreciate it. I just . . . wanted you to know.”
“Thanks, but I think you’re both being a bit too generous with the praise,” Emma said shortly, taking a step toward the door.
She glanced back when Amanda grabbed her hand. “I’m not being too generous,” Amanda said steadfastly, her lower lip trembling slightly. “Emma . . . I’m so, so sorry.”
“For falling in love with Colin?”
“No. For falling in love in this way. It’s the last thing on earth I wanted.”
It was Amanda who stepped forward and hugged her. Emma stood stiff in the embrace at first. Something in her gave. She returned the hug every bit as warmly as her sister gave it. She shut her eyes and squeezed tight as emotion flooded her.
Abruptly, she backed away and reached for the door.
She’d missed Amanda so much.
It was going on two o’clock by the time she got off the subway and took the stairs up to State Street. She paused in the lobby of Macy’s when a woman offered to spritz her with a brand of perfume that she knew she liked, but couldn’t afford. She was in the process of rubbing her wrist on her neck, when her phone began to ring in her purse. Plucking out her phone in a distracted, unhurried fashion, she noticed the number.
“Hello?” she asked quickly, worried she’d taken too long and he’d hung up.
“It’s me,” Va
“Downtown,” she said, her voice ringing with amazement not only at hearing his voice, but also at his brisk question. “I’m at Macy’s.”
“I know,” he said. “But where?”