believe this moment had finally arrived.
‘Purple?’ she asked, momentarily looking towards Sean.
‘It means brilliant.’ He shrugged. ‘Don’t ask me more than that. Kids nowadays make up their own lingo and sometimes I think it’s purely to keep us adults in the dark.’
Jane giggled, unable to believe how happy she felt, and she hadn’t even spoken to Spencer yet. She didn’t have long to wait as the boy wriggled out from behind the drum kit and raced over to his father.
‘Dude.’ Sean held up his hand and Spencer dutifully gave his father a high five. ‘That was so purple.’
‘I know, right!’ Spencer grinned at his father then turned and looked at Jane, before angling his head to one side. ‘Are you my new aunty? Aunty Jane?’
Jane pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and nodded. ‘Yes. Yes, I am.’
‘That’s totally purple!’ he yelled jovially, and within the next instant the young almost-seven-year-old had launched himself at her, wrapping his arms about her waist. Tears flooded into Jane’s eyes as she put her hands on Spencer’s back then looked over at the boy’s father.
‘It is. It’s totally purple.’ She laughed, happier than she could ever remember being.
CHAPTER SEVEN
T HE HUG DIDN’T last long at all. In fact, it was over and done with as Spencer seemed to jump around the room, shifting from foot to foot as he told his father about his day. He kept looking at Jane, accepting her so instantly that her heart was overwhelmed with a pure love she’d never felt before.
After a moment he stopped still in his tracks, tipped his head to the side and looked at Jane intently. ‘Hang on. You’re the Aunty Jane who always sends me those cool presents for my birthday and Christmas, right?’
‘That’s right.’
‘We did discuss this last night as well as this morning,’ Sean gently reminded his son, but it appeared Spencer only had eyes for his new aunt at the moment.
‘I love the microscope you sent for Christmas. Dad and I looked at a drop of blood on a slide and I wrote you a letter to say thank you but I didn’t know where you lived so I didn’t get to send it but now that you’re here, I can give it to you.’
Jane’s heart turned over with delight. ‘I’d like that.’
‘Super green. Did you want to come to my house?’
‘Uh...yes. I’d like that very much. Thank you, Spencer.’
‘Green,’ he said with a nod. ‘I’ve gotta pack up my stuff.’ He took a step towards the drum kit then stopped and turned to look at her. ‘Hey, because you’re here and it’s my birthday soon, does that mean I’m not gonna get a cool present?’
‘Spencer!’ Sean immediately chastised his son.
‘It’s all right, Sean. It’s a fair question,’ Jane interjected. ‘Perhaps we can work something out. Perhaps we could go shopping together?’
‘Really?’ Spencer’s eyes lit up.
‘It means the present wouldn’t be a surprise but you could definitely choose what you wanted.’ And she’d get to spend time with him. ‘If it’s OK with your dad,’ she added, looking at Sean. Although he was willing to give her access to Spencer, Jane still didn’t want to overstep any boundaries. She needed to keep things on an even keel lest Sean retract his permission. Jane was very good at not rocking the boat, at realising where her boundaries were, but with Sean...when he was close to her, speaking in those deep and sensual tones, telling her she was lovely...when that happened, she had no idea where the boundaries were!
Being around Sean was unsettling but in a good way. He had definitely ignited a spark when he’d confessed he wanted to run his fingers through her hair. How was she supposed to take a comment like that? How was she supposed to keep things on an even keel so she could continue to see Spencer, when Sean continually knocked her completely off balance?
Spencer picked up his music books and put them into his bag. ‘It’ll be OK, won’t
‘Purple?’ she asked, momentarily looking towards Sean.
‘It means brilliant.’ He shrugged. ‘Don’t ask me more than that. Kids nowadays make up their own lingo and sometimes I think it’s purely to keep us adults in the dark.’
Jane giggled, unable to believe how happy she felt, and she hadn’t even spoken to Spencer yet. She didn’t have long to wait as the boy wriggled out from behind the drum kit and raced over to his father.
‘Dude.’ Sean held up his hand and Spencer dutifully gave his father a high five. ‘That was so purple.’
‘I know, right!’ Spencer grinned at his father then turned and looked at Jane, before angling his head to one side. ‘Are you my new aunty? Aunty Jane?’
Jane pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and nodded. ‘Yes. Yes, I am.’
‘That’s totally purple!’ he yelled jovially, and within the next instant the young almost-seven-year-old had launched himself at her, wrapping his arms about her waist. Tears flooded into Jane’s eyes as she put her hands on Spencer’s back then looked over at the boy’s father.
‘It is. It’s totally purple.’ She laughed, happier than she could ever remember being.
CHAPTER SEVEN
T HE HUG DIDN’T last long at all. In fact, it was over and done with as Spencer seemed to jump around the room, shifting from foot to foot as he told his father about his day. He kept looking at Jane, accepting her so instantly that her heart was overwhelmed with a pure love she’d never felt before.
After a moment he stopped still in his tracks, tipped his head to the side and looked at Jane intently. ‘Hang on. You’re the Aunty Jane who always sends me those cool presents for my birthday and Christmas, right?’
‘That’s right.’
‘We did discuss this last night as well as this morning,’ Sean gently reminded his son, but it appeared Spencer only had eyes for his new aunt at the moment.
‘I love the microscope you sent for Christmas. Dad and I looked at a drop of blood on a slide and I wrote you a letter to say thank you but I didn’t know where you lived so I didn’t get to send it but now that you’re here, I can give it to you.’
Jane’s heart turned over with delight. ‘I’d like that.’
‘Super green. Did you want to come to my house?’
‘Uh...yes. I’d like that very much. Thank you, Spencer.’
‘Green,’ he said with a nod. ‘I’ve gotta pack up my stuff.’ He took a step towards the drum kit then stopped and turned to look at her. ‘Hey, because you’re here and it’s my birthday soon, does that mean I’m not gonna get a cool present?’
‘Spencer!’ Sean immediately chastised his son.
‘It’s all right, Sean. It’s a fair question,’ Jane interjected. ‘Perhaps we can work something out. Perhaps we could go shopping together?’
‘Really?’ Spencer’s eyes lit up.
‘It means the present wouldn’t be a surprise but you could definitely choose what you wanted.’ And she’d get to spend time with him. ‘If it’s OK with your dad,’ she added, looking at Sean. Although he was willing to give her access to Spencer, Jane still didn’t want to overstep any boundaries. She needed to keep things on an even keel lest Sean retract his permission. Jane was very good at not rocking the boat, at realising where her boundaries were, but with Sean...when he was close to her, speaking in those deep and sensual tones, telling her she was lovely...when that happened, she had no idea where the boundaries were!
Being around Sean was unsettling but in a good way. He had definitely ignited a spark when he’d confessed he wanted to run his fingers through her hair. How was she supposed to take a comment like that? How was she supposed to keep things on an even keel so she could continue to see Spencer, when Sean continually knocked her completely off balance?
Spencer picked up his music books and put them into his bag. ‘It’ll be OK, won’t
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