sorry.â
He held up his hand. âApologies arenât necessary.â
âIf youâ¦â This time I stopped myself before I finished with if you want to call it off, Iâll understand.
âReal lifeâs a lot different than screen romance, isnât it, Lena?â
I was afraid to ask him what he meant, but I figure it had something to do with happy endings.
âItâs my own fault, because I know you better than you know yourself, and thereâve been no surprises. Now, are you ready to tell me what happened to your face? And your arm? Or are you under the impression my eyesightâs going?â
âCar trouble.â
âLena. Stop it.â
I told him.
Instead of renewing his pleas for me to quit the case, he stared off into the distance through the yellow sky. âAnd they say Los Angeles has smog.â
âOurs isnât as bad.â
âGive it time.â
âItâs blue, most days.â
He finally looked at me through troubled eyes, and I knew it wasnât the smog he was worried about. But he just said, âLetâs get the rest of this stuff unpacked, okay?â
By one oâclock, we had emptied the rest of the cartons except for those stacked in his office. Exhausted, I plopped myself down on the sleek leather sofa positioned to overlook the city.
He sank down next to me. âIâm keeping the bulk of my stuff at the Beverly Hills house. Probably a good thing, too, since it looks like I might be spending more time out there than Iâd planned. But thatâs all right, seeing as how you donât have much time to spend with me these days.â His tone was neutral, yet his words stung.
âWarrenâ¦â
He put a gentle hand over my mouth. âNo more apologies. Your life is your life. My life, well, itâll be what itâs going to be, with you or without you. Iâd just hoped it would be with you.â
I pressed his hand closer, kissed it. âItâs not too late.â
What with one thing and another, we wound up in bed, smearing our grungy, sweaty bodies all over fresh sheets.
***
Later, Warren asked, âWhen are you going to tell me you have to get back to the office?â His tanned chest gleamed against the white sheets.
Finally relaxed, I smiled. âIâm working nights this week. Running surveillance on the polygamists while Jimmy holds down the fort.â
âLena, those peopleâ¦â
âWeâd better not get started talking about them. I made a promise to Rosella.â
âAs if Scottsdale PD canât conduct a simple murder investigation. You used to be a cop, so you have to know better.â
âLike I said, I made a promise.â
He said nothing else for a while, then reached for me again.
***
Weâd skipped lunch so we had an early dinner by the pool, with Warren doing chefâs honors. Due to the Environmental Advisory, the second in a week, he didnât crank up the barbeque, just quick-seared two New York strips on the kitchen stove while I put together a salad.
âWeâd make a good team, Lena,â he said, his voice wistful.
I leaned over the table and gave him a quick kiss. âBecause we both work in the film industry?â
Iâd meant it as a joke, but his face grew serious. âHardly. If anything, thatâs an impediment. But now that you bring it up, Angelâs in trouble.â
AngelâAngelique Grey, as she was known in her acting creditsâwas Warrenâs ex-wife and the mother of his twin girls. She was also the star of Desert Eagle , the private eye TV series I did consulting work for. Against all odds, weâd become friends. âWhat kind of trouble? And why hasnât she called me? She knows Iâll help.â
He frowned. âDonât you remember the last time you âhelpedâ her? Angel, along with an entire conference room full of people, wound up involved in a
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