This Heart Of Mine

When the alarm forced him out of bed a few hours later to start breakfast, he thought about the night before and the fact that Lilly would be a permanent part of his life now. It felt good. Exactly right.

But nothing else did.

As he made his way down to the gray, empty kitchen, he told himself there was no reason to feel guilty about Molly, but that didn't seem to matter to his conscience. Until he figured out some way to make amends, he'd never be able to stop thinking about her.

Then it came to him. The perfect solution.

Molly stared at Kevin's attorney. 'He's giving me the campground?'

The attorney shifted his weight closer to the center of the packing box that held Molly's computer. 'He called me first thing yesterday morning. I'm finalizing the paperwork now.'

'I don't want it! I'm not taking anything from him.'

'He must have known you'd react that way, because he said to tell you if you refused, he'd let Eddie Dillard bulldoze the place. I don't think he was kidding.'

She wanted to scream, but it wasn't the attorney's fault that Kevin was high-handed and manipulative, so she controlled her temper. 'Is there anything to prevent me from giving the campground away?'

'No.'

'All right, I'll accept. And then I'm giving it away.'

'I don't think he'll be too happy about that.'

'Hand him a box of tissues.'

The attorney was young, and he gave her a halfway-flirtatious smile, then gathered up his briefcase and made his way through the furniture to the door. In deference to the July heat, he wasn't wearing a suit coat, but her apartment didn't have air-conditioning, and there was a damp spot on his back. 'You might want to get up there fairly soon. Kevin's left, and there's no one in charge.'

'I'm sure there is. He hired someone to take over.'

'They didn't seem to work out.'

Molly wasn't a swearing person, but she could barely hold back a big one. She'd had only forty-eight hours to get used to being a successful children's book author, and now this.

As soon as the attorney left, she crawled over the couch to retrieve her phone and call her new agent, the best contract negotiator in town. 'Phoeb, it's me.'

'Hey, big-time author! Talks are going well, but I'm still not satisfied with the up-front money they're offering.'

She heard the relish in her sister's voice. 'Just don't bankrupt them.'

'It's so tempting.'

They chatted about the negotiations for a few minutes before Molly got to the point, doing her best to say it without choking. 'Kevin's just done the sweetest thing.'

'Walked blindfolded in front of speeding traffic?'

'Don't be like that, Phoebe.' She was definitely going to strangle on this. 'He's a great guy. As a matter of fact, he's given me the campground as a surprise.'

'You're kidding.'

Molly gripped the receiver tighter. 'He knows how much I love it there.'

'I understand that, but…'

'I'm going to drive up tomorrow. I'm not sure how long I'll stay.'

'At least this will get you out of that fleabag apartment until we finish negotiating your contract. I suppose I should be grateful.'

It had been humiliating telling Phoebe that she'd been forced to sell her condo. To her sister's credit, she hadn't offered to bail Molly out, but that didn't mean she'd kept quiet.

Molly got off the phone as soon as she could and glanced over at Roo, who was trying to keep cool under the kitchen table. 'Go ahead and say it. My timing sucks. If I'd waited two weeks, we'd still be in our old place basking in air-conditioning.'

It might have been her imagination but Roo looked censorious. The traitor missed Kevin.

'Let's get our chores done, pal. First thing tomorrow we're taking off for the North Woods.'

Roo perked up.

'Don't get too excited, because we're not staying. I meant it, Roo, I'm giving the place away!'

Except she wouldn't. She kicked a dish box aside, wishing it were Kevin's head. He'd done this out of guilt. This was his way of trying to make it up to her because she'd fallen in love with him and he didn't love her back.

A great big pity present.

Chapter 25

Daphne wasn't speaking to Benny, and Benny didn't care, and Melissa couldn't find her movie-star sunglasses, and it had started to rain. Everything was a big mess! Daphne Goes to Summer Camp

Lilly stopped just inside the B &B's kitchen door. Molly had fallen asleep at the table. Her head rested on her arm, her hand lay by her sketch pad, and her hair spilled across the old oak tabletop like overturned syrup. How could Lilly ever have believed she was a dilettante?

Since Molly had returned to the campground ten days ago, she'd finished the illustrations for Daphne Goes to Summer Camp, started a new book, and written an article for Chik, all that in addition to cooking and tending to guests. She couldn't relax, even though she'd told Lilly her new contract had finally given her financial stability. Lilly knew she was trying not to dwell on Kevin and understood her quiet suffering. She could have strangled her son.

Molly stirred and blinked, then looked up and smiled. There were shadows under her eyes. They probably matched the shadows under Lilly's own. 'Have a nice walk?'

'I did.'

She sat up and tucked her hair behind her ears. 'Liam was here.'

Lilly's heart skipped a beat. Other than catching a glimpse of him in town a few days after he'd issued his ultimatum, she hadn't seen him in weeks. Instead of growing easier, their separation had become more painful.

'He brought something for you,' Molly said. 'I had him put it in your room.'

'What is it?'

'You probably should see for yourself.' She picked up a pen that had fallen to the floor, then began to fiddle with it. 'He asked me to tell you good-bye.'

Lilly felt chilled, even though the kitchen was warm. 'He's leaving?'

'Today. He's going to live in Mexico for a while. He wants to experiment with the light.'

She shouldn't be shocked. Had she expected him to sit around waiting for her to change her mind? Anyone who understood Liam Jenner's art knew he was fundamentally a man of action. 'I see.'

Molly rose and gave her a sympathetic look. 'You've screwed up so bad.'

'So badly,' she retorted, in one of those leftover reflexes from life with Craig.

'Not that I could survive without you, but, with Kevin gone, why are you still here?'

Lilly had made plans to meet Kevin in Chicago soon. Neither of them wanted to keep their relationship a secret, and Kevin had already flown to North Carolina to share the news with his friends, the Bonners. He'd also told Cal's brothers, their wives, and the guy sitting next to him on the plane, according to their last phone call.

Lilly yearned to see him again, but she couldn't bring herself to leave the campground yet. She told herself she was staying because of Molly. 'I'm hanging around to help you out, you ungrateful little twit.'

Molly carried her water glass to the sink. 'Other than that.'