"Judging by the state of her cupboards, I think she needs to start as soon as possible."
"Don"t tell me they carted off her food, too!"
"She didn"t have much to begin with."
"s.h.i.t." He could already feel the situation getting stickier than he"d bargained for.
"But now everything"s going to be okay." She laughed. "You"re such a softie, you know that?"
"Don"t let it get out. I can only take on one charity case at a time."
"She"d hate to hear you say that."
He heard the displeasure in her voice. "She won"t hear it, because you won"t tell her."
"Is that the only reason you"re giving her a hand? For the sake of helping someone who"s going through a rough time?"
"Of course," he snapped, irritated again. "Why else would I be doing it?"
"Sometimes I wonder if you still have feelings for her."
His other friends wondered, too, which made what he was doing even more problematic, since he"d have to deal with their reactions. "The answer is no."
So what if the idea of peeling off her clothes caused a visceral excitement, even after this many years? That didn"t mean anything. Lots of people harbored desire for an ex.
It was just that he hadn"t been in a relationship in forever. He needed to quit worrying about work and get back to dating. "And don"t bring that up again."
"Got it. There will be no questioning your motives."
"Smart a.s.s," he grumbled. "So do you think she can get by on $2,500 a month? It"s not a lot-pennies compared to what she"s used to."
"But it"s the most she"ll be able to make, especially in Whiskey Creek. There aren"t many jobs."
"Why doesn"t she move somewhere else?"
"She won"t uproot her daughter. Alexa wants to stay where it"s familiar. Where her friends are."
"Sophia cares about that?"
"Of course! Alexa is everything to her."
"Maybe she"s not as terrible a person as I thought."
"Ted, stop."
He rolled his eyes. "Fine. I hope her salary will cover the basics. And I"ll be flexible about hours. As long as she"s not too loud while I"m trying to write, Alexa can come here after school. Sophia might as well make one dinner for all of us. They can eat before they leave. I"ll eat after they go home."
"Heaven forbid you should ever eat together."
He rubbed his neck. "You"re already making me regret this."
"Don"t, because what you"re offering is more than fair. I just...I wish you could forgive her and start over-as friends. She"s different than she was."
"Sure she is."
"It"s true!"
"Don"t worry. I"ll be perfectly polite."
There was a slight pause, but she must"ve decided not to challenge him further. "I can"t wait to call and tell her the job I mentioned before is still available if she wants it!" Eve said. "It was so hard to leave her sitting in that empty house once I got everyone out of there. You should"ve seen Alexa"s face when she came home. She"s every bit as lost as her mother, you know. I found her crying in the cemetery yesterday."
She"d told them at coffee, but he let her tell him again. "She just lost her father in one of the worst ways possible. Of course she"s going to cry."
"But she wasn"t crying over her father. She was crying about her mother!"
She hadn"t made such a point of that.
He sighed. He"d justified making this call by telling himself he wouldn"t get too involved. He"d give her work. That was it. Anything beyond money for services rendered would be...foolhardy. "I"d rather not hear about it, if you don"t mind. I"m in the market for a housekeeper. I figure she can have the job until she finds something better."
"Understood," Eve said. "No emotional involvement."
"Now you"ve got it."
"So what should I say her duties will include?"
"Meals. Cleaning. Errands. Some computer work. She knows how to use a computer, doesn"t she?"
"If she doesn"t, Alexa will," she joked. "Kids are all computer-literate these days."
"Not funny. Alexa can"t manage what I need done."
"Fine. I"ll tutor Sophia if I have to. Or do your secretarial stuff myself while I"m working at the B and B. I have an office with a computer off the kitchen, and I"m a h.e.l.l of a typist."
He parted the blinds to see the moonlight glinting off the river behind his house. "Why would you take that on?"
"Because I"m willing to do my part."
"For the sake of charity?"
"It"s not quite that impersonal for me. I want to help her!"
So it was going to be okay, wasn"t it? They were both just doing a good deed.
Somehow he managed to convince himself so he could breathe a little easier. But when Sophia called him the next morning, the sound of her voice carried him right back to high school.
This wasn"t going to be a comfortable conversation. Sophia was so nervous she had b.u.t.terflies in her stomach, which was silly. She was thirty-four years old! But she hadn"t had a real conversation with Ted since he"d confronted her after hearing about her engagement to Skip. He"d been so hurt and angry to learn she was pregnant that he hadn"t allowed her to say much.
She"d tried several times since then to apologize. She felt guilty for hurting him, but back then she could see no other way out of her predicament. She couldn"t get an abortion, not with her religious upbringing. She couldn"t raise a child on her own, not without a job or some way to earn a living. And she could no longer rely on her parents, who"d always been her rock, because their lives were crumbling in front of her. As much as her heart rebelled, Skip had seemed like her best option. And he was so determined to have her, so confident that she"d be making the right choice in becoming his wife.
The promises he"d made were very different from the reality, but she hadn"t known he was abusive before the wedding. She"d only known that Ted wasn"t ready for marriage and that trying to stay with him would mean asking him to accept a child who wasn"t his. Skip wouldn"t have let that happen anyway.
"Eve just called. She said-" she had to clear her throat to continue talking "-she said you have a...a possible job opportunity?" Eve claimed she"d called about the housekeeper position before, but Sophia hadn"t gotten that message. She"d never listened to the messages that had come in the first couple of weeks after Skip died; she hadn"t seen any point, since she"d expected them all to be bill collectors.
The silence stretched so long, she began to fear that Eve hadn"t left that message. Had Eve set her up? Maybe Ted hadn"t said anything about a job, and she"d called him up out of the blue. That was how little she trusted human kindness these days. But then he spoke, addressing her for the first time in years-other than a few brief comments when she"d gone to coffee with him and his friends. He preferred to ignore her if he could.
"That"s true. I"m looking for a housekeeper slash a.s.sistant. I thought you might be capable of filling the position. If you"re interested."
Her mouth went dry. "I"m definitely interested."
"Can you cook?"
"What kind of meals would you want me to make?"
"Nothing too complicated-healthy food that tastes good."
"Those things don"t always go together," she joked but he didn"t laugh. His determined reticence told her his resentment was alive and well. That hadn"t changed. So why was he bothering to help her?
"Just basic meals," he said. "Lean meat. Vegetables. An occasional dessert."
She used the same clipped tone he had-all business. He obviously preferred the distance that allowed them. "I can handle meals."
"Can you clean?"
"Of course. I-I had a woman who came in once a month to do the deep cleaning-windows and cupboards and closets and such. But I did all the other stuff myself." She bit her lip as she finished because she was afraid that had sounded as if she had something to be proud of when anyone could clean.
"You may have to do a few windows here. And closets, too-for both the main house and the guesthouse in back. There won"t be someone like Marta coming in."
"You know Marta?"
"She applied for the position."
"She"s good."
"But not what I"m looking for."
So what was he looking for?
Suddenly the thought that had come to her before, the thought she"d discarded in her hope, popped back into her mind. Was he hiring her out of spite? To lord his success over her? To take some sort of revenge?
She hated to think that might be true....
But what did it ultimately matter? She had no choice other than to accept his offer. Who else in Whiskey Creek would hire her? Before long she wouldn"t even have a car, so it wasn"t as if she could commute elsewhere. "Of course. I"ll do whatever you ask. I-I appreciate the opportunity."
"Then we should get along fine. Do you have a laptop you can bring?"
She pressed her fingers to one temple as she remembered last night. Although he"d been at the church, which made her wonder if he"d also invested with Skip-heaven forbid-she hadn"t seen him at the house, so it was highly probable he wouldn"t know what she"d had to let go.
"I did, but...it"s gone," she said simply. No way did she want to address how or why or even acknowledge that she"d seen him. Having him as a witness to her shame had been so humiliating that she didn"t want to think about it, let alone talk about it.
"That"s okay. I have one here you can use." He sounded gruffer than a moment before, although she couldn"t identify the reason for it.
She hoped she hadn"t said anything wrong or come across as too needy. This job was the only bright spot in the past several weeks-and not just because of the money. Maybe she"d eventually have the chance to apologize to Ted. And maybe, after a while, he"d be able to forgive her, and the regret she felt would fade.
"So you know how to use one, right?" he clarified.
"I"m probably not your best bet on the clerical side," she admitted. "I have no experience there. But I can learn. I"m a fast learner." She wasn"t sure why she added that. Desperation, she supposed.
"Can you write a decent email? That"s not quite as easy to teach."
"I should be able to. I"m not stupid." Maybe he thought she was. She didn"t have a college education, like him.
"Then we"ll give it a shot," he said. "When would you like to start?"
A shot? That didn"t sound too definite. "Eve said something about Monday."
"Monday is Halloween. But you can take off early if you need to."
Alexa hadn"t mentioned having Halloween plans, but Sophia figured she should be prepared, just in case. "Thanks. I"ll work until three."
"Okay. Come here as soon as you get your daughter off to school. What time will that be?"
"We leave the house at seven-thirty."
"Eight, then?"
"That should be fine."
"See you Monday."
She hurried to catch him before he could hang up. "There"s one more thing...."
"What is it?"
"A clarification, actually. Eve said Lex can come to your place after school until I get off work. Is that true?"
"It is. You can have dinner here so you only have to make it once."
"I appreciate that."
"Not a problem."
Her brain conjured up the memory that came to her whenever she saw him-at coffee or even in town. It was of Ted during his first trip home from college. They hadn"t seen each other for almost a month and could hardly breathe, they were so eager to touch, to kiss, to get naked. She"d never had a more exciting s.e.xual encounter than when he"d taken her directly to the shack. She could still feel the pressure of him, pinning her to the old mattress they"d brought there months before.
"Sophia?"
She gripped the phone more tightly. "What?"