with her everywhere she went in the hope that Cole would never find out. Why was she finding it so easy to lie?
Her biggest struggle of all was the fact that she needed to lie in the first place.
Chapter6
Lacey turned the key in the lock when she returned to Cole's apartment the next day. Cole was standing in the hall.
“I know,” he said.
“Know what?”
“I know Nate Horwood was at the restaurant last night.”
“I thought you would have found out by now. But Cole, I had no idea he'd be there and I left as soon as I saw him.”
Cole was quiet.
“Cole, I'm tired, have you had breakfast?” She walked past him to get to the kitchen. She poured a tall glass of water and stood drinking while Cole stared at her.
“Anything you want to say?” he said finally.
With the glass in her hand, she walked past him again to make her way to the living room.
“Well?” he demanded.
“Cole, like I said. I left when I saw him. I can't read his mind and know where he's going to be. And he can't read mine either. It was just pure coincidence.”
“And was he trying to get at me through you?”
“I told him to get lost and he did. It's as simple as that.”
She stood looking at him and the silence was unbearable.
“Look, Cole, I'm still a bit sluggish after all that food and drink. I'm going to take a long soak and maybe we could have brunch if you've not had breakfast?”
“I'll tell you what, I'll make you one of your fruit salad things,” he said, suddenly brightening up.
“I'll serve it to you in the bath.”
“Wow, that's really nice of you, Cole, thank you. You haven't done anything like that in a long time.”
“I know, and I want things back to the way they were. I've been too uptight. Let me run the bath for you.”
He rushed out of the room and she heard the taps running, so she went to the bedroom to take her clothes off.
Cole held her hand and led her to the bathroom.
He left her alone while she leaned back and sunk her shoulders beneath the soft white bubbles. Steam surrounded her face and the aroma of lavender and jasmine filled the large bathroom. The sunken bath in the corner of the room was enormous. The room was all white with a classic 1930s mirror in the opposite corner to the bath. There were hidden speakers in the ceiling through which Cole had started transmitting Lacey's favorite soft music.
She closed her eyes and smiled to herself.
Life wasn't so bad after all. She had been waiting for the day Cole would return to the person she began to love. He used to be thoughtful, kind and was always making her laugh. But in the early days of their couple dating, he had been neglecting his work a lot and now work was all that seemed to concern him.
He wasn't giving Lacey the attention she deserved and was making unreasonable demands on her. Maybe that would change now.
Little by little, the knots in her brow and in her shoulders relaxed. She started to feel like her old self again. There was a tap on the door and Cole came in with a tray.
“This is all I could come up with. We don't have much food in the apartment.”
He presented a tray. On it was a small vase with a lily in water. There was a bowl full of strawberries and a tall glass of Prosecco.
“I'll be drunk all over again,” Lacey said.
“Good.”
She took the glass of Prosecco and sipped it as Cole began taking his clothes off.
“What are you doing?” she giggled.
“What do you think I'm doing, I'm joining you.”
He got into the bath and started feeding Lacey strawberries, each time she took one into her mouth he'd kiss her lips. When she had finished eating, and had drunk the rest of her drink, Cole leaned over her and sank his tongue deep into her mouth. She had missed him making love to her like this. Lately it had been very formulaic, he had not shown the imagination he