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“Where exactly are you taking me?” Rosemary asked, a tremble in her voice.

Morgan reassured her with a squeeze of their clasped hands. Their fingers were entwined, and he’d never felt so connected in his life. Sad, but courting hadn’t ever been his forte.

They arrived at the moon-bathed field, watched over by an endless sky of stars and possibility. Swept away by the flower-tinged scent of her hair and the warmth of her skin, he shifted her into his arms. All he wanted to do was to feel her next to him, to seek her comfort, to absorb her wide-eyed way of experiencing the world.

“Maybe I can look in on Tommy later?” he asked, grinning, swaying to the rhythm of night creatures and peaceful Montana air.

Her petite body tensed and, for a moment, he thought she’d draw away. But then she relaxed into him, still wary, her hands spread over his chest.

“Let’s leave Tommy to sleep tonight, okay?” She glanced up at him, her face touched by silver. “Can I ask a really personal question?”

“You want to know why I actually came here?”

“No...I... You didn’t want to see Tommy?”

He chuckled. “Definitely. But I kind of wanted a glimpse of you in the bargain.”

“Well, that’s certainly honest.” She paused, smiled a little. “Actually, I just wanted to know if you’ve ever been in love. If there’s a woman in the picture.”

Morgan froze, but he still held her. “That’s a big word for a guy like me. I don’t think I can even pronounce it.”

“Be serious, Morgan.”

“All right. Daddy-test question number eighty-seven.” He sobered, pained to admit to the truth. “I can’t say I’ve experienced love. But...”

“What?” She looked so vulnerable, so hopeful.

He wished he could say yes. Would it make him a better father in her view? “There was one woman. I never knew her name, but she felt...right. Ah, that sounds like a damned fairy tale.”

“No. Keep going.”

“It’s tawdry.”

“Not so far.”

He brushed a short chestnut lock from her cheek. “I remember her hair the most. Long, pale... I buried my hands in it when I bent down to kiss her.”

“What made her different from the rest?”

“Who can say? Maybe it was the way she touched my jaw or the way she couldn’t let go of me afterward. It was...”

Beautiful? Unlike any of the women who’d agreed to have meaningless sex for one night, then left the next morning?

So why hadn’t he held on to her?

“Morgan?” Rosemary was clasping both his hands, strengthening him.

He couldn’t look her in the eye. He didn’t deserve to. “Don’t think I was some prince of romance. We were both wearing masks at a party, so I had no idea who she was.”

Her grip loosened, but he felt a shiver steal up her arms. Morgan adjusted the coat around her. “It’s getting cold. Maybe we should -“

“Do you believe in love?”

More than any question she’d already asked, this one rocked him to the core. He’d never seen evidence of it with his absentee parents, never seen it in his social circles. Still...

“Maybe I could.”

She smiled up at him, and he lost control. With deliberate ease, he leaned down, testing the space between them. All he wanted to do was kiss her, to sip from her warmth and find comfort in her touch.

This time she didn’t stop him.




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