Page 70 of The Bitterroot Inn (Jamison Valley 5)
“Yes. We’ve established that.”
“I didn’t know,” I hissed.
“What?” She was getting louder as she spoke right into my ear. “How could you not know?”
I spun around and motioned her close so I could whisper in her ear. “He doesn’t talk about himself. Like, ever. And I’ve been trying to respect his privacy. Remember? You told me to keep an open mind?”
“Yes, but don’t you guys talk? I don’t understand. How did his job never come up?”
“I never asked, okay? And he never offered it. He comes over and we play with Coby. You know how it is with kids around. They dominate the conversation.”
“True, but what about after Coby is in bed? Don’t you guys talk then?”
“No.” I leaned back to check that no one else was listening. “We don’t talk because we’re busy doing other things. You know, adult things? Then we fall asleep and he leaves first thing in the morning.”
Hunter and I were in
that stage of our relationship where we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Two weeks and I’d lost count of the orgasms he’d given me. In bed, I knew Hunter Faraday extremely well. Too bad I couldn’t say the same for when we were fully clothed.
“So,” Gigi whispered, “you’ve been too busy having sex with the hot doctor to learn that he was a hot doctor?”
I nodded.
She leaned away and muttered, “Eff,” just as Hunter reached our aisle.
Coby pushed past Beau and Sabrina at the end of the aisle and climbed on my lap. He was only there for a second, simply using me as a platform to get up to the next row up. “Hi, Ben!” he cheered, joining the other kids as they played with some toys Gigi had brought.
Everyone else’s eyes were on me, waiting for introductions.
I ignored them and simply stared at Hunter. What else didn’t I know about this man who’d been sharing my bed?
Thankfully, Gigi came to my rescue. “Dr. Faraday! Glad you could join us.”
His eyes left mine and he smiled at my friend. “Hi, Gigi. Please, it’s just Hunter, remember?”
“Yes, of course. Hunter. Welcome.”
“Thanks.” His eyes came back to me and the lines in his forehead furrowed deeper.
Before Hunter could slide down the row, Beau stood and blocked his path. “Hi, I’m Beau Holt, Maisy’s brother.”
Hunter held out a hand. “Hunter Faraday. Nice to meet more of Maisy’s family.”
“More?” Beau shook Hunter’s hand but turned his head to aim his question at me.
“He’s met Michael and Mom.”
Beau’s lips pursed before he turned back to Hunter and released their shake. “Nice to meet you. I wish I could say I’ve heard a lot about you, but since my sister has been keeping secrets lately, I haven’t heard a thing about you yet.”
“Beau,” Sabrina scolded, standing from her seat. “Let’s not overreact. I’m sure she had her reasons.” Sticking out her hand, she introduced herself to Hunter. “Hi. I’m Sabrina, Beau’s wife.”
Hunter smiled and took her hand. “Congratulations on your wedding. Maisy said it was beautiful.”
“Thank you,” Sabrina said. “We’d better let you sit.”
Hunter was still stuck on the stairway, forcing people to squeeze by, but he couldn’t get out of the way because Beau was still blocking the entrance to our row.
“Beau.” Sabrina grabbed Beau’s jeans pocket and tugged hard. “Move it, Goliath.”
