Diane Saxon [Atlantic Divide Finding Zoe (epub)

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.It’s very nice to see you, but really, I’m sure you have a heroic act to perform.Makeup and wardrobe will be waiting.” She rolled her eyes in disgust and started to stride back up the jetty toward the house.“Mum!” She froze.Curious, Mac turned, squinting through the bright reflection of sunlight at the rowboat approaching across the water.Disappointed, he realized she probably did have a life; a husband, kids.The boat was a distance away yet, but he could make out a couple of figures.A man and a boy.Surprised, he peered harder, certain the adult was Zoe’s father.Older, more round-shouldered than he remembered, with a shock of white hair reflecting the sunlight, but he was sure it was him.“Mum!”There was a kid in the boat with two dogs, and he yelled and waved frantically.“Oh my God.” Mac heard her anxious whisper from behind him.His gaze never left the small boat.Curiosity had morphed, uncomfortably, into a horrible premonition as he stared across the pond at the strangely familiar stance of the kid in the boat.A tingling sensation crawled up his neck into his hairline.His heart rate quickened; his breath came in short pants.He squinted as the rowboat approached.The kid’s face came into focus, so familiar.The features almost as recognizable as his own.No, perhaps more like his younger sister’s.In fact, the kid was the spitting image of his sister, Bill, at his age.Fucking hell.Knees like water, Mac wondered what they all would think if he simply sank onto the dock.The boat pulled alongside Zoe on the jetty, and the skinny kid launched himself onto the boards, his eyes pinned to his mother’s soaking wet, motionless figure, the dogs close on his heels.Mac’s heart thundered as nausea rolled through his stomach.He didn’t seem to be able to stop gulping in air.“Granddad caught trout.We’re having trout tonight.”His mother remained silent; her face was pale and strained as she stood frozen while the water dripped ceaselessly around her feet.“Why are you wet? Mum?”The kid’s head tilted to one side, and then he turned.His mouth dropped open; his huge black eyes goggled.“Bloody hell.” A huge smile spread across the kid’s face, white teeth gleaming in contrast to his bronzed skin.“It’s Cormack Blunt!”Chapter 2She’d changed into dry clothes, but her hair still hung in a wet hank down her back, soaking through her top.She scrubbed at it briefly with a towel, knowing it was going to fuzz all over if she continued.Not a good look.Not that anyone cared right now, least of all her.Ryan chattered incessantly, excited by the fact he had one of the top ten movie stars in the world sitting at his kitchen table with him, drinking his mother’s coffee.And in the way of children, he wasn’t interested in why he was there; it hadn’t seemed to occur to him to ask why an action hero would be there.He just wanted to know what film he was making, what character he was playing.Utterly oblivious to his mother’s quandary, Ryan dominated.Mac had remained quiet for so long she thought he was going to ignore her son.Then he started to talk, his deep, slow, southern American accent soothed the jittering nerves in her stomach.His voice had always made her melt, but she was just grateful he was calm.It could be so much worse.Closing her eyes briefly, she allowed herself a sigh of relief.Thank God he was calm.As her eyelids fluttered open, she gave a thankful glance in his direction and almost fell into the seething black fury of his eyes.As a dark shiver of fear shot down her spine, she knew, beyond a doubt, what a great actor he was.Heat scorched her face as she tried not to look directly at the action hero who had once been her lover.Changed beyond all recognition, the sweet boy of her memories had grown into a brooding, lethal man.She glanced at her father, who sat in his armchair in the corner of the kitchen.Silent.Watching.He’d barely said a word, and his face was stoic, but he must be as shocked as she was.She’d always known he loved Mac like a son.Her parents had taken him in that summer, embraced him into their small family unit, until the day she’d come home from London.Emory had hardly ever spoken about him since.He’d certainly never forgiven him.Desperate to make sure Mac’s smoldering anger didn’t touch either her father or her son, she attempted to make conversation.“So…what brings you here, Mac?” She pushed a plate of cake toward him, left over from the day before.It was a little stale, but at least it was an offering.With one long finger, he deliberately pushed it back toward her, his smile tight as he shook his head.“I was in the area.”Her heart rapped painfully against her ribs.God, he’d changed.Eleven years had carved an attractive boy into a devastatingly handsome man.It was just as well he’d left her when he had.She probably wouldn’t have survived the breakup later down the line.His agent had been right.He’d needed to leave her behind.He would never have amounted to this with her in tow.He was enormous; he filled her kitchen.He’d been tall and had wide shoulders when he was younger, but he’d been so skinny his bones had jutted out across his shoulders and down his spine, but now he’d filled out.Really filled out [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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