'For the love of-'

'I know it's not fair. You were asleep. And unwilling. I haven't forgotten that.'

He tucked her closer and heard himself say, 'Maybe it's time you did.'

Her head shot up, and she looked at him with a million emotions on her face, the main one being hope. 'What do you mean?'

He rubbed the back of her neck. 'I mean, it's over. It's forgotten. And you're forgiven.'

Her eyes filled with tears. 'You mean it, don't you?'

'I mean it.'

'Oh, Kevin… I-'

He sensed a speech coming on, and he wasn't in the mood for any more talk, so he started making love to her all over again.

Chapter 19

Yes! Notes for Chik article, 'Do Jocks Only Want One Thing?'

Molly sat in the gazebo staring out at the cottages and daydreaming about last night instead of getting ready for the community tea she'd invited everyone to attend on the Common that afternoon. She'd driven into town after breakfast to buy an extra cake along with some soft drinks, but refreshments were the last thing on her mind. She was thinking about Kevin and all the delicious things they'd done.

A car door slammed, distracting her. She looked up to see the paragon he'd been interviewing settle behind the wheel of an aging Crown Victoria. Molly had caught a glimpse of her as she'd arrived for her interview and hated her on sight. Just one look at the no-nonsense reading glasses dangling from a chain around her neck told Molly this woman's cookies would never burn on the bottom.

Kevin appeared on the front porch. Molly automatically waved to him, then wished she hadn't because it made her seem too eager. If only she were one of those sublimely mysterious women who could control a man with the flicker of an eyelash or a single smoldering glance. But neither flickering nor smoldering was her strong point, and Kevin wasn't a man to be controlled anyway.

Roo saw him coming across the Common and scampered to meet him, hoping for a game of catch. Molly's skin grew hot just watching him. Now she knew exactly what every part of the body underneath his black polo shirt and khaki slacks looked like.

She shivered. She didn't doubt he'd enjoyed making love with her last night-she'd been pretty darned good, if she did say so herself-but she knew it hadn't meant the same thing to him that it did to her. He'd been so… everything-tender, rough, thrilling, and more passionate than even her imagination could have invented. This was the most dangerous, the most impossible, the most hopeless crush she'd ever experienced, and last night had made it worse.

Suddenly Kevin stopped walking in midstride. She saw right away what had caught his attention. A nine-year- old boy stood on the edge of the Common holding a football. His name was Cody. His parents had introduced him yesterday when they'd checked in to Green Pastures.

Kevin might not know they finally had younger guests. Between going up in the glider in the afternoon, then locking themselves in the bedroom at the cottage, he wouldn't have seen the children, and she hadn't thought to mention it.

He began walking toward the boy, Roo following along. His stride picked up as he got nearer, until he stopped in front of the child. Molly was too far away to make out what he was saying, but he must have introduced himself because the boy froze up a little, the way kids did when they found themselves in the presence of a well-known athlete.

Kevin rubbed the boy's head to settle him down, then slowly took the football from him. He tossed it back and forth in his hands a few times, spoke to the boy again, then gestured toward the center of the Common. For a moment the boy simply stared at him, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Then his feet flew, and he raced out to catch his first pass from the great Kevin Tucker.

She smiled. It had taken a few decades, but Kevin finally had a kid to play with at the Wind Lake Campgrounds.

Roo joined in the game of catch, yipping at their ankles and generally getting in the way, but neither of them seemed to mind. Cody was a little slow and endearingly awkward, but Kevin kept encouraging him.

'You've got a good arm for a twelve-year-old.'

'I'm only nine.'

'You're doing great for nine!'

Cody beamed and tried harder. His legs pumped as he ran after the ball, then tried unsuccessfully to duplicate Kevin's form when he tossed it back.

After nearly half an hour of this he finally began to tire, but Kevin was too caught up rewriting history to notice. 'You're doing great, Cody. Just relax your arm and put your body into it.'

Cody did his best to comply, but he began to dart yearning glances toward his cottage. Kevin, however, focused only on making sure this boy wouldn't suffer the same kind of loneliness he had.

'Hey, Molly!' he called out. 'You see what a good arm my friend has here?'

'Yes, I see.'

Cody's sneakers were starting to drag, and even Roo was looking tired. But Kevin remained oblivious.

Molly was just getting ready to intervene when the three O'Brian brothers-ages six, nine, and eleven, as she recalled-came running out from the woods behind Jacob's Ladder.

'Hey, Cody! Get your suit on. Our moms said we could go to the beach!'

Cody's face lit up.

Kevin looked thunderstruck. She really should have remembered to tell him that several of the families checking in yesterday had kids. She experienced a sudden, irrational hope that this somehow would make him change his mind about selling the place.

Cody hugged the football to his chest and looked uneasy.

'It's been nice playing with you, Mr. Tucker, but… uh… I have to go play with my friends now. If it's okay?' He edged away backward. 'If you… can't find anybody else to play with, I guess-I guess I can come back later.'

Kevin cleared his throat. 'That's okay. You go on with your friends.'

Cody was off like a shot with the three O'Brian boys following.

Kevin approached her slowly. He looked so disconcerted that Molly bit her lip to keep her smile within reasonable boundaries. 'Roo'll play with you.'

Roo whimpered and crawled under the gazebo.

She rose and walked to the bottom of the steps. 'Okay, I'll play with you. But don't throw hard.'

He shook his head in bewilderment. 'Where did all these kids come from?'

'School's finally out. I told you they'd show up.'

'But… how many are here?'

'The three O'Brian boys, and Cody has a baby sister. Two families have one teenage girl each.'

He sank down on the step.

She held her amusement in check as she sat next to him. 'You'll probably meet them all this afternoon. Tea in the gazebo will be a nice way to kick off a new week.'

He didn't say anything, just gazed out at the Common.

She considered it a tribute to her maturity that only a small bubble of laughter escaped. 'Sorry your playmate ran away.'

He stubbed the heel of his sneaker in the grass. 'I made a fool out of myself, didn't I?'

Her heart melted, and she rested her cheek against his shoulder. 'Yes, but the world could use more fools like

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