Her Kind of Man: Navy Husband / A Man Apart / Second-Chance Hero. Debbie MacomberЧитать онлайн книгу.
only because she phones the former owners ten times a day, and I’m not exaggerating. She finally figured out she can’t do everything on her own and she hired a lady to come in during the afternoons to help her. I’m only nine-going-on-ten, and I figured that out before she did.” Jazmine stopped abruptly, as if something had just occurred to her. “You’re not attracted to her or anything, are you?”
Adam relaxed in his chair and crossed his ankles. “Well…I think she’s kinda cute.”
“No, no, no!” Jazmine said, more loudly this time. “I was afraid this would happen. This is terrible!”
Adam loved the theatrics. “What is?”
“Shana,” Jazmine cried as if it should all be perfectly logical. “What about Mom? If you’re going to fall in love with anyone, make it my mom. She needs you, and you’d be a great stepdad.”
“Jazmine,” he said, the amusement suddenly gone. “I think the world of your mother. She’s a wonderful woman, and I love her dearly, but—”
He had no idea how to put this without upsetting her. “Your mother and I, well…”
“You love her like a sister,” Jazmine finished for him. She sounded resigned and not particularly surprised.
Adam almost wished he could fall in love with Ali. Perhaps if he’d met her before Peter did, things would’ve been different. But he hadn’t, and now it was impossible to think of Ali in any other way.
“That’s pretty astute of you,” he said.
“What’s astute?”
“Smart.”
Jazmine sighed heavily. “Not really. I said something about you to Mom, and what she said is she loves you like a brother.”
So it was a mutual feeling, which was a relief. “Did your mother tell you she was ready for another relationship?” he asked.
“I think she is,” Jazmine replied after a thoughtful moment. “But I don’t know if she knows it.” She hesitated, and he could almost see her frown of concentration. “Mom’s been different the last few months.” She seemed to be analyzing the situation as she spoke. “She’s less sad,” Jazmine went on. “We talk about Dad a lot, and Mom laughs now and she’s willing to do things and go places again. I guess someone mentioned that to the Navy, because they decided to give her sea duty.”
“I’m grateful your mother’s feeling better about life. When the time’s right, she’ll meet someone special enough to be your stepdad.”
“But it won’t be you.”
Adam heard the sadness in her voice and regretted it. “It won’t be me,” he said quietly.
“You are attracted to Shana though, right?”
“Maybe.” That was all he’d admit. He found himself wondering about the man Shana had recently dumped or been dumped by.
“So this guy she used to go out with—”
“They were engaged, I think, but she won’t talk about it.” There was a pause. “She didn’t get a ring, though.”
Engaged? Even an unofficial engagement suggested this had been a serious and probably long-term relationship. Which could explain why Shana had seemed so skittish.
“Are you gonna ask her out, Uncle Adam?”
Adam wasn’t prepared to make that much of a commitment, not yet, anyway. “Uh, we’ll see.”
“I think she’d say yes,” Jazmine said brightly. “Don’t you?”
“I don’t know. Some women seem to need a man in their lives, but…” His voice trailed off; he wasn’t sure how to complete that thought.
Jazmine muttered a comment he couldn’t hear.
“Pardon?” he said.
“Just remember, she’s got issues—lots and lots of issues.”
Adam managed to stifle a chuckle. “I’ll do my best to keep that in mind. Listen, Jazz, do you feel okay now?”
“Yeah…I guess I should come out before Shana finds me in here. Oh!”
That small cry was followed by some muffled words, but he caught the drift of what was happening. Shana had just discovered where Jazmine had taken the phone.
Chapter Six
“You don’t like him, do you?” Jazmine asked the next day as they drove home from the restaurant. She sat next to Shana with her arms defiantly crossed.
Shana knew better than to pretend she didn’t understand that her niece was referring to Lieutenant Commander Adam Kennedy. “I think your uncle Adam is…nice.” The word was lame and the hesitation was long, which gave Jazmine cause to look at Shana intently. But really, what else could she say? Her unexpected attraction to this man had completely overwhelmed her. She could only hope it passed quickly. How could she be devastated by her breakup with Brad and at the same time, experience all the symptoms of extreme attraction toward another man? A man she’d met for about five minutes and been determined to dislike on sight.
“He’s really cute, too.” Jazmine seemed to feel obliged to remind her of this.
As if Shana needed a reminder.
“He is, isn’t he?” Jazmine challenged.
“All right, he’s cute.” The words nearly stuck in her throat, but with no small effort, Shana managed to get them out. She didn’t know why Jazmine was so insistent. The girl seemed to think she had a point to prove, and she wasn’t letting up until she got Shana to confess she was interested in Adam Kennedy. She wasn’t, of course. Okay, she was, but that was as far as it went. In other words, if he asked her out, which he wouldn’t, she’d refuse. Well, she might consider it briefly, but the answer would still be no.
Jazmine was suspiciously quiet for several minutes and then gave a soft laugh. “I bet you’re hot on him.”
“What?” Shana nearly swallowed her tongue. The last thing she needed was Jazmine telling Adam this. “No way,” she denied vehemently. She could only pray that wasn’t what Jazz had said to Adam in the closet.
One glance told her Jazmine didn’t buy her denial. She shouldn’t have bothered to lie.
“You’re saying that because of your old boyfriend, aren’t you?”
“Absolutely not,” Shana protested. She stepped hard on the brake at a stop sign she’d almost missed, jerking them both forward. Thank goodness for seat belts. Glaring at her niece, she asked, “Who told you that?”
Jazmine blinked wide eyes at Shana. “I overheard my mom talking to you. I wasn’t listening in on your conversation, either, if that’s what you’re thinking. I tried to find out from Mom, but all she’d tell me was that your heart was broken, and that’s why you moved to Seattle.”
Shana was too tired to argue and too emotionally drained to be upset with her sister. If Ali had told Jazmine about Brad, then it was because she felt Jazmine needed to know. “I’m completely over Brad. I’m so over him it’s hard to remember why I even got involved with him.” The words had begun to sound like a wornout litany.
“Brad,” Jazmine said, and seemed satisfied now that she knew his name.
Shana struggled to hide her reaction. Even the mention of Brad’s name irritated her. She might have worked the last twelve hours straight, and on her feet at that, but she had enough energy left to maintain her outrage toward Brad. Still, she would’ve preferred never to talk about him—or hear about him—ever again.
“You still have a heart, though,” Jazmine pressed. “Right?”