When Imogen turned to look, Becka asked, "Just how old was he?"
Imogen frowned. "Reallyold, like ancient."
Becka's eyes sparkled. She leaned close and said in a loud whisper, "If he's a day over six-hundred, you'd better wear a scarf."
Imogen blinked. "Really? Why?"
Becka's eyebrows furrowed. She looked to me and said, "Yougot that, right?"
"Oh yeah." I got it all right. And I loved her all the more for it.
Still, her happy demeanor wasn't what I'd expected. I'd expected her to be mad as hell.
Aside from the latest news about my family, I'd been hiding things for months. And I'd been out of touch for two full weeks. And then today, I'd shown up with no warning, hoping to win her back.
But from the look in her eyes, I hadn't yet lost her.
How was that possible?
I didn't know. But I was determined to find out.
Chapter 74
Becka
"So then," I said, "I started looking at all those cities."
Jack and I we were sitting side by side on the sofa in my hotel suite. I was leaning against him, enjoying the feel of his hard body against mine.
He asked, "Which cities?"
"The ones where you disappeared in the middle of the night. And you know what I found?"
"What?"
I smiled. "Some pretty crazy stuff."
"Such as…?"
"Well, for starters, about the judge – you know, the guy you had pictures of? I saw the story of him getting arrested."
Jack's tone grew teasing, "Did you now?"
I nodded against him. "And I justknewyou had something to do with it." I pulled back to study his face. "Youareplanning to tell me what happened, aren't you?"
He smiled. "Maybe."
I gave him a mock push to the chest. "What do you mean, maybe?"
"I mean, it depends."
"On what?"
He pulled me tight against him. "On if you're still mine."
I did my best Jack Ward impression. "You've gotta ask?"
"I do," he said. "No joke. I thought you'd tell me to go to hell."
