He touched her face, gently laying his palm against her cheek. The warmth from him seemed to flow into her body, healing her and giving her comfort. She nearly wept when he drew his hand away.
“You don’t have to decide tonight,” he told her. “Josie’s not going anywhere. Why don’t you think about it for a while? If Dallas is overwhelmed then you can reconsider your decision.”
“Maybe,” she said. She drew in a deep breath. “Thanks for listening. I just-”
“You just what?”
She shrugged. “It was so weird. The four of us were there together. I can’t remember the last time that happened.”
By four, she meant the children of Aaron and Gloria, but Jack would know that. He knew her family history nearly as well as she did. Robin and Dallas were Suzanne’s kids, and Blair and Brent were the babies-products of Aaron’s marriage to Suzanne. But the four oldest had been a team for the first eleven years of Katie’s life.
“I never see A.J.,” she said. “I guess Josie does because they’re twins, but he’s disappeared from the ranch. And Josie’s been on the other side of the country since leaving for college. David is here in Lone Star Canyon, and I barely see him. Everything changes.”
“That’s the nature of life.”
“I don’t like it.”
He gave her a smile. “I’ll report that to the appropriate authorities.”
For the first time in days, she felt her mouth curve up. “Thanks. I don’t mean to be weird, it’s just that everyone is going in a million different directions. I want that to stop. We’re all getting married and divorced and moving on. Dallas told me that before the surgery Josie was asking for Del, but when I talked to her about it, she didn’t want me to call him.”
“He’s her ex-husband, right?”
“Yeah. So I did what she said and left it alone. But I don’t know if that was right.”
“It’s her decision.”
“That’s what she told me. I guess I need to mind my own business.” She took another sip of the brandy. For the first time she noticed how close he was. Her knees bumped against his. She raised the glass. “Thanks for this.”
“You’re welcome.”
She looked at her surroundings, taking in the brown and blue decor. The sofa and chair were covered in a serviceable plaid. The coffee table and end tables were made of oak. No rugs blurred the smooth hardwood floor. Except for family photos, there weren’t any pictures or artwork. The room proclaimed that a man lived here alone and that was how he liked it.
She set down the glass and crossed her arms over her chest. “How can people come and go with such ease? I married a man and had a child by him, and yet he barely made a ripple in my life. If it wasn’t for Shane, I could forget I ever knew him. I have no regrets about him being gone. Again, if not for Shane, I would be happy to have never met him. How is that possible?”
“We change.”
“So much? Are you different now than you were when you got married? Do you remember her? Did she make any kind of mark in your life?”
Jack knew that Katie’s questions were the result of the trauma of her sister’s accident. His instinct was to deflect her by changing the subject. Then he realized he didn’t mind talking about his past as much as he would have thought.
“Melissa mattered,” he said slowly, thinking that the woman who had made the biggest mark in his world hadn’t been his ex-wife, but Katie. She was the one who had brought him to his emotional knees when she’d left. Melissa’s leaving hadn’t been a surprise. He’d been waiting for the relationship to end from the day they got married.
“How?” Katie asked earnestly, her blue eyes fixed on him. “Did you love her?”
“Yes. At first. I thought we would do well together. She was part of the geological team that came out here scouting for oil.”
“So what happened? What went wrong?”
He frowned. “I don’t know. She was gone a lot. After a while I figured out she would rather be somewhere else than here.” He shrugged. “I thought I would be the one to do the leaving in the relationship, but it was her.”
“I don’t understand. Why would you leave?”
He shifted uncomfortably. They were getting close to topics he didn’t discuss with anyone. He didn’t want to open any more doors than he already had. Somehow Katie had found her way back into his life, and he was going to have to work damn hard to make sure she didn’t find her way into his heart. He wasn’t about to be that stupid again. Not if he could stop it. Love was for fools. He’d learned his lesson.
“I’m my father’s son,” he said evenly. “Russell walked out on his wife and kids after thirteen years. There wasn’t any warning, just some lousy note.”
“What does that have to do with you?”
“Everything.” He grimaced. “Don’t you ever look at Aaron and wonder how much of him is in you? Don’t you ever get scared that you’re going to start acting like him?”
Now it was Katie’s turn to squirm. She rotated her shoulders. “Some, I guess. I don’t like to think about it. I tell myself I’m a lot more like my mom. I would never say the things he says to people and I try not to be that stubborn. I’m not always successful.”
“I’m Russell’s son,” he reminded her again. “Sometimes I wonder if I’m capable of making anything work over the long term. I don’t want to get that far into something and one day walk out on my responsibilities.”
She smiled. “Then don’t.”
If only it were that easy.
“You’re nothing like your father, Jack,” she continued.
“You don’t know him well enough to say that. I could be exactly like him. That’s what scares me to death. That’s why I keep my life simple. No emotional complications, no involvements.”
She leaned forward and rested her hands on his thighs. “I’ve got news for you, cowboy. You have a five-foot- three-inch complication sitting right in front of you. You can deny it all you want. You can run, you can even try to hide, but I’m back in your life. What are you going to do about that?”
Chapter Eleven
Jack didn’t want to answer the question. Trust Katie to force him to look at something he didn’t want to see. He didn’t want to get involved with her and he told himself he wasn’t, but he couldn’t stop thinking about her, and damn if he hadn’t missed her when she’d flown to Los Angeles four days ago.
“You should have stayed in Dallas,” he said gruffly.
“Liar. You’re glad I’m back.”
He glared at her. “Do you have to argue about everything?”
“Just about.”
She gave him a satisfied smile. His gaze narrowed. Did she really think she was going to win this round? Well, he had news for her.
He leaned forward and slipped his hands under her thighs. She started to squirm away, but he was too fast. He pulled her up and toward him, shifting her from the sofa to his lap. Her arms came around his neck. She opened her mouth to protest, but he wasn’t interested in talking anymore. He planted his mouth firmly on hers.
All the fight went out of her in a microsecond. She sighed his name even as her body pressed against his. She was soft and yielding, and he wanted her more than he’d ever wanted anyone. What had started out as a quick way to teach her a lesson had turned into something much more. Now he was the one learning the truth.
When they’d made love in the line shack, he’d been caught up in the past as much as in the present. He’d always expected to be Katie’s first lover, and a part of him had wanted to know what it would be like to be intimate with her.
But his curiosity had been answered. He no longer cared about the past or the future. There was only the
