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She wished he wouldn’t stare at her. Those sleepy-lidded reddish-brown eyes seemed to suck her right into his body. “I’d have thought she was too young to have preferences in music, but you’ve already made me ditch some of my ideas about bringing up children.”
He stepped closer and pinned her with a hypnotic stare. “I’m glad you’re here, Justine. You’ve warmed up this place, changed our lives for the better.”
What had happened to his light manner of moments earlier? Vanished. His expression had dissolved into a somber cloud, and he stood so close that his knee touched the fabric of her slacks.
“I hope you’ll be with us a long, long time, Justine.” His tone had gotten deeper, had softened. She had to observe him carefully in order to get what was behind his message, and as she looked into his face, his solemn words and the urgency of his manner sent warm arrows of excitement darting through her, and she closed her eyes to cover her feelings. But only for a second. The sensation of his warm fingers on her shoulders disconcerted her, and she looked into his eyes. He seemed to pull her into himself, to meld with her, to draw her into him as though he were quicksand. She drew back, away from him but she couldn’t loosen his hold on her, an indefinable something that seemed to tie them together. His hand moved to her face, caressed her cheek, and lingered there while he stared into her eyes. Abruptly, he turned and left the room.
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