hardly able to make her way in the dark. Because she carried the popcorn, Tom held down the seat for her. She made herself comfortable.
“Remember what I mentioned earlier about this dream I’ve been having?”
“Dream?”
“About kissing you?” His voice took on a husky whisper.
“In the theater?” she whispered back, her smile so big it hurt her face.
“Honestly, Ellie, I don’t think I can wait a second longer.”
For that matter, neither could she.
Chapter 10
Maggie woke slowly, coming out of a dream so blissful she didn’t want it to end. Luxuriating in the warm feelings, she kept her eyes closed. The dream revolved around when she’d first started dating Roy. They were both college students and deeply in love with the future, so bright and perfect, spread out before them.
At one time that idyllic happiness, that sense that nothing could ever tear them apart, had been real. Even now it was hard to believe that it had dwindled down to the point where the love that held them together was a slender thread.
As much as she wanted to linger in the dream, Maggie forced herself to pull back to reality. The blanket over her was warm and comfortable. Reluctant as she was to wake, Maggie accepted that while it was tempting, she couldn’t nap forever.
Roy was in the room. She could hear him sitting on the other sideof the king-size bed in a comfy overstuffed chair. Apparently, he was on the phone, because she could hear him whisper, although she couldn’t make out the words. He kept his tone low.
She didn’t want him to know she was awake, and she listened as intently as she could. Her fear, rational or not, was that Katherine was on the other end of the line. The thought of the other woman caused her to go instantly cold.
“No,” Roy said, and then repeated it a bit more loudly now. “That won’t work.”
What wouldn’t work?
Maggie wondered. Was it possible after everything they’d been through that Roy was setting up a rendezvous with the other woman? Maggie hated the way suspicious thoughts immediately assaulted her. She couldn’t allow herself to give in to these fears. They would destroy her and destroy their marriage.
At the same time, it helped her appreciate what Roy must be feeling about what had happened with her. She’d been so foolish, so stupid. It was hard to believe that she was capable of the crazy things she’d done after learning about Roy’s emotional affair with the other woman.
She stretched, purposely letting her husband know she was awake. Right away Roy ended the telephone conversation.
“I have to go,” he whispered. “No, I can’t talk later.” He was adamant about that, raising his voice.
Maggie swallowed hard. It definitely sounded like a conversation her husband didn’t want her to listen in on.
“Maggie’s waking up now. Good-bye.”
Pretending to stir from sleep, Maggie raised her arms over her head and stretched again, arching her back.
“Hi,” Roy said, coming to sit on the edge of the mattress. “You certainly did sleep.”
She blinked up at him until she noticed the guilty look he wore. So it had been Katherine on the phone. Little wonder he hadn’t wanted her to overhear the conversation.
Maggie had told him before and she meant it: Any contact with the other woman, no matter how innocent, would not be tolerated. Roy had given her his word that the affair was over. He’d severed the relationship and his ties with the business that employed Katherine.
One of the many reasons Maggie had married Roy Porter was because she felt he was a man of honor. He would abide by his word. Until recently, she’d had no reason to doubt him.
“How long did I sleep?” she asked, playing innocent.
Roy checked his wrist and cocked his eyebrows as though he, too, was surprised. “Almost two hours.”
That shocked Maggie. “Two hours? My goodness …” She hardly knew what to say. It was unheard-of for her to take a two-hour nap in the middle of the
“Remember what I mentioned earlier about this dream I’ve been having?”
“Dream?”
“About kissing you?” His voice took on a husky whisper.
“In the theater?” she whispered back, her smile so big it hurt her face.
“Honestly, Ellie, I don’t think I can wait a second longer.”
For that matter, neither could she.
Chapter 10
Maggie woke slowly, coming out of a dream so blissful she didn’t want it to end. Luxuriating in the warm feelings, she kept her eyes closed. The dream revolved around when she’d first started dating Roy. They were both college students and deeply in love with the future, so bright and perfect, spread out before them.
At one time that idyllic happiness, that sense that nothing could ever tear them apart, had been real. Even now it was hard to believe that it had dwindled down to the point where the love that held them together was a slender thread.
As much as she wanted to linger in the dream, Maggie forced herself to pull back to reality. The blanket over her was warm and comfortable. Reluctant as she was to wake, Maggie accepted that while it was tempting, she couldn’t nap forever.
Roy was in the room. She could hear him sitting on the other sideof the king-size bed in a comfy overstuffed chair. Apparently, he was on the phone, because she could hear him whisper, although she couldn’t make out the words. He kept his tone low.
She didn’t want him to know she was awake, and she listened as intently as she could. Her fear, rational or not, was that Katherine was on the other end of the line. The thought of the other woman caused her to go instantly cold.
“No,” Roy said, and then repeated it a bit more loudly now. “That won’t work.”
What wouldn’t work?
Maggie wondered. Was it possible after everything they’d been through that Roy was setting up a rendezvous with the other woman? Maggie hated the way suspicious thoughts immediately assaulted her. She couldn’t allow herself to give in to these fears. They would destroy her and destroy their marriage.
At the same time, it helped her appreciate what Roy must be feeling about what had happened with her. She’d been so foolish, so stupid. It was hard to believe that she was capable of the crazy things she’d done after learning about Roy’s emotional affair with the other woman.
She stretched, purposely letting her husband know she was awake. Right away Roy ended the telephone conversation.
“I have to go,” he whispered. “No, I can’t talk later.” He was adamant about that, raising his voice.
Maggie swallowed hard. It definitely sounded like a conversation her husband didn’t want her to listen in on.
“Maggie’s waking up now. Good-bye.”
Pretending to stir from sleep, Maggie raised her arms over her head and stretched again, arching her back.
“Hi,” Roy said, coming to sit on the edge of the mattress. “You certainly did sleep.”
She blinked up at him until she noticed the guilty look he wore. So it had been Katherine on the phone. Little wonder he hadn’t wanted her to overhear the conversation.
Maggie had told him before and she meant it: Any contact with the other woman, no matter how innocent, would not be tolerated. Roy had given her his word that the affair was over. He’d severed the relationship and his ties with the business that employed Katherine.
One of the many reasons Maggie had married Roy Porter was because she felt he was a man of honor. He would abide by his word. Until recently, she’d had no reason to doubt him.
“How long did I sleep?” she asked, playing innocent.
Roy checked his wrist and cocked his eyebrows as though he, too, was surprised. “Almost two hours.”
That shocked Maggie. “Two hours? My goodness …” She hardly knew what to say. It was unheard-of for her to take a two-hour nap in the middle of the
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