to sneak up on her like that. Sheâd been too lost in the daydream she didnât want to have, too caught up in something she couldnât allow herself, and this lapse in judgment had everything to do with him. Not that he would be interested in her that way. Yet he was practically hanging over her shoulder now. Standing much too close. So close, in fact, that the scent of soap on his skin threatened to tip her right back into her daydream.
As a preventative to the thoughts trying to creep in, Dinah moved round to the other side of the babyâs crib, laid her hands on the raised rails and relaxed a little. She was safe here, keeping so many physical obstacles between her and Eric, even if Eric didnât know what she was doing, or how she was feeling, being so close to him. âBabies are resilient. Much more than we are, I think.â
âIs that why you chose pediatrics?â he asked.
âActually, my most recent choice was a kitchen in a ski lodge.â It was a blatant dodge, but she didnât want to talk about it, didnât want to look up at him for fear he could find the answers he was seeking in her eyes. And they were there, she was sure of it.
âBefore that.â
âIn my life, before that doesnât matter,â she said, her voice now a whisper. âIâve had a few of those and now I am what I am in the moment. Donât expect anything else.â He was going to respond to that. In fact, she was so sure of it she practically held her breath waiting for it, but when he didnât, Dinah finally did look up. âNo response?â she asked. âNo pithy little comeback?â
âSomething I learned a long time ago is that when people drop those kinds of explosive statements, itâs best to back away. If they want to explain it, they will. If they donât, youâre at a safe distance.â He grinned. âRight now, I like the safety in this distance.â
âI appreciate that,â she said. And truly she did. There was no point starting a new life and blurting out all the unhappy parts of the old one every time the opportunity arose. While she wasnât really here to make new friends, or find a new start, she did want to make the most of the next few weeks, especially with the people she might see occasionally. And Eric Ramseyâ¦she had a hunch sheâd be seeing him again.Nothing social, nothing even very friendly. But there was something about saving a life together that pulled people closer, at least for a little while. Besides, Eric might be here when she came to check on little Bryce. So why beat him over the head with all her baggage for what would amount to a few casual moments here and there? âPeople donât know when to observe boundaries. They step over the line, assume they have rights where they really have none, and the next thing you knowâ¦â Theyâre cheating on you, or walking out of your life. âThank you, Eric.â
âThank you, Dinah.â He spoke the words, but even in the dim light his eyes said more. So much more it startled her.
âIâ¦umâ¦Iâm glad we were able to work together.â His intense stare on her was unsettling. It was making her nervous. Causing her hands to shake. Yet she couldnât look away. Wanted to, but could not. âAnd Iâm even more glad that things are going to work out for Bryce and Gabby.â The conversation was turning just plain awkward now. There was nothing more to say except goodbye. Yet she didnât want to. Not yet. âAnyway⦠I, umâ¦I guess this is goodbye. I need to get back to Angela, and umâ¦â Was it hot in here? Because she was suddenly burning up. âIâm sure weâll see each other again while Iâm in White Elk. Soâ¦â She needed a fan, her cheeks were blazing so furiously. âSo, Iâll see you around.â
âSee you around, Dinah Corday.â He
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