he’d ever seen.
“Maybe it’s time I make an appointment. I must be overdue for a physical…or something.”
He was only half kidding.
“Hey, I’m offended! I thought I was your favorite doctor. Besides, you’d never get
in to see Lucinda…you don’t have the right equipment.” Matthew grinned at Holden’s
puzzled expression. “She’s an OB-GYN.” Matthew said. “She delivered Bryan. And she
and Claudia sort of…bonded.”
“That’s the Dr. Brightwater Claudia was always talking about,” Holden said as a lightbulb
finally flashed on in his mind. He hadn’t made the connection until now.
“The one and only,” Matthew said, echoing Lucinda’s earlier words. “And she’s not
the kind of woman who would enjoy being judged on the basis of her looks.”
“Then she shouldn’t go around looking like that,” Holden said.
“Give it up, cousin. You don’t stand a chance with her. Go find some bimbo to charm
into your love nest. That woman is out of your league.”
Holden finished his drink in a gulp and set downthe empty glass. “Yeah. That’s pretty much what I always thought, too. But that doesn’t
mean I can’t talk to her, does it?”
Mistake, his mind cautioned him. Big, big mistake.
“I’m sorry, Claudia.” Lucinda Brightwater was still a bit shaky. She hadn’t wanted
to come to this party. No, that wasn’t true. She had wanted to come. For Claudia and Matthew. For little Bryan. What she hadn’t wanted was to run into Holden Fortune. The man who had taken her virginity one drunken
night so long ago she should have been over it long before now. A night that had meant
everything to her. A night with repercussions that were still resonating through her
life.
A night that had obviously meant less than nothing to him.
She was not an awkward teenager anymore. She was not the too smart, too tall, too
skinny girl who didn’t quite fit in. And she certainly wasn’t the same girl who’d
been heart-and-soul in love with the most popular boy in school. A boy who hadn’t
so much as returned her shy hello when they’d passed in the halls. She was a doctor
now. She’d grown into her body and become comfortable, even confident, with her looks.
So how could a brief encounter with Holden Fortune reduce her once again to a quivering
mass of nerve endings, all of which seemed to be standing on end? She’d told herself
that if she ran into him she would feel nothing but coldness—and a bit of her long-time
resentment for the mess he’d made of her life so long ago.
Instead, she felt so many emotions she couldn’tname them all. Anger, shame…and still a hint of that old attraction to a man who was
never anything but bad for her. Poison.
“You have nothing to apologize for,” Claudia said softly. “My husband’s cousin puts
on a good show, Lucinda, but he’s truly not as bad as he seems.”
“You’re forgetting,” Lucinda said with a slightly wry look, “I knew him in high school.”
Claudia tilted her head. “Did…something happen between you and Holden back then?”
“What a crazy question!” Lucinda averted her gaze. “Why on earth would you ask me
something like that?”
“Well, you seem awfully…angry with him over something. And it has been a long time….”
Lucinda nodded. “You’re right, it has, and my mood really doesn’t have a thing to
do with Holden.” It was a lie, but not entirely. She’d been feeling like hell for
weeks now. She’d get the results of her ultrasound test tomorrow, and she was dreading
what she’d hear. She had a pretty fair idea about what was going on with her body.
“I probably shouldn’t have taken it out on him,” she said, but she didn’t mean it.
“What is bothering you, Lucinda?”
She shook her head. “Oh, the usual. You know, with every baby I deliver it seems I
hear my biological clock ticking louder than before.”
Claudia smiled. “Got that urge,