fact that Lori stared at him with tears shimmering in her beautiful hazel eyes didn’t help matters one bit.
“Yeah, it’s cool.”
Flynn snuggled into his son’s neck, savoring the fresh scent of lemon soap and shampoo indicating Adam had just had a bath. He imprinted the smell on his memory receptors, wondering if this would be the first of many experiences that he’d get to share with his son.
Adam pulled away as if embarrassed by the sudden display of affection and gestured toward Lori.
“What do you think of Mom’s dress? And she never wears that gunk on her face. She put it on especially for you.”
Flynn almost grinned at Lori’s horrified expression, the first time he’d felt like smiling all day.
“Your mom looks lovely, even the gunk.”
“Okay, see ya later.” Adam picked up a backpack and ran across the yard to the neighbor without a backward look.
An attractive young woman stood on the porch next door and waved to them as Adam bowled past her into the house.
“Thanks, Jane,” Lori called out. “We won’t be too late.”
“Take your time,” Jane yelled across the yard before following Adam inside.
“She seems nice,” Flynn volunteered, with every intention of making this evening longer than Lori anticipated.
He wanted answers and if it took all damn night, he’d get them.
“She is. Her son’s Adam’s age so it works out well. We do reciprocal baby-sitting when needed.”
Flynn could’ve skirted around the issue of Adam, or waited until they’d got in the car, even held his tongue until dinner. However, he’d always been a straight shooter and Lori knew it.
“I’m surprised you told Adam about me.”
Her startled gaze flew to his. “I didn’t have a choice. He guessed.”
“What?”
She nodded, a tiny, proud smile playing about her glossed mouth.
“He’s super intelligent, high IQ for his age. Gifted, I guess, though I hate labeling kids that way. He basically bailed me up when I was getting ready, told me he knew you were his dad.”
“That’s one smart kid.”
He skimmed a hand over his hair before stuffing it into his jacket pocket, hating how he hadn’t conquered the habit after all these years.
So his kid was a genius. Made it all the harder, for if he stuffed up this fatherhood gig, a good chance his son would see right through him.
“I try to answer his questions as honestly as I can though sometimes … ” she trailed off, her eyes glittering with humility as if lost in some precious memory and his heart clenched with the unfairness he’d missed out on so much all these years.
“Sometimes?”
She refocused on him, her radiant smile clear evidence of how much Adam meant to her.
“Sometimes it’s tough to remember I’m talking to a five year old going on twenty. He unwittingly puts me on the spot so many times I’ve become adept at thinking fast.”
She paused, gnawed at her bottom lip, hesitant. “Something you’ll find out if you spend time with him.”
“Oh, I intend on spending a lot of time with my son .”
His subtle emphasis wasn’t lost on Lori as she picked up her bag and keys, guilt streaking across her face as she avoided his gaze.
“Where are we going tonight?”
“New restaurant in Collingwood.”
He’d buy her abrupt change of subject for now. They had plenty of time to establish ground rules where Adam was concerned; he wouldn’t leave her alone until they did.
“I haven’t ventured much into Collingwood since that first inter-school debate.”
She didn’t have to add, “When we first met.”
“You won’t be slumming it this time. The suburb has changed quite a bit.”
He couldn’t keep the bitterness out of his voice and she raised her eyes to his, the gold flecks glowing in the muted light from the single lamp she’d left on in the hallway.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I work in Richmond, I live in Richmond, and Adam takes up most of my time so I don’t go out much.”
Was she trying to lay