otherwise. Even she couldn't understand how the Summit, which had seemed so critical to her just days before, had now taken a backseat in her mind.
Wednesday dragged on unbearably, a mindless jumble of calls and paperwork and waiting. She filed everything in her "to be filed" bin, sorted her paper clips, even called a few inactive clients to see if she could set up meetings. No matter. The hours crept by infinitesimally, and each hour closer to five o'clock brought more anxiety.
They'd agreed to meet in a neutral place in town, but to avoid being seen together they would meet in the supermarket parking lot and then she would follow him. They couldn't risk a public outing, so they'd have to go farther away for their date, the location of which was still a mystery to her. Several times it dawned on her just how insane this whole thing was. Going on a date to an undisclosed location with the enemy? It was madness. In those moments she contemplated backing out. Just calling him and telling him. I can't do this.
But then she recalled the feeling of being in his arms, the taste of his breath, the scent of his skin. Looking into those clear green eyes and feeling her soul being anchored, somehow, even as her entire body was set adrift on a churning sea of need. Their animal lust as they devoured each other's mouths in the hospital garden at dawn.
They'd both agreed it was irresponsible.
I want to kiss you right now more than I've ever wanted anything.
They'd both agreed they shouldn't.
Please, Parker...
They'd known it was a bad idea and they had the chance then to turn back. They should have taken it.
But they hadn't. And now it was five o'clock.
***
The Jeep rumbled in the parking lot as she waited for Parker. She was way early, but driving there was the only way she could calm her nerves. At last his sleek black Audi materialized into the spot next to her, and Parker nodded through the darkened glass for her to follow him. She took a deep breath and put the Jeep in gear, trying to steady her shaking hands.
It turned out the drive was just what she needed to calm her jangling nerves. As the ribbons of roadway stretched out in front of her, she followed Parker's taillights through the winding hills and out along the edge of the desert. Invigorating night air whispered against her skin through the windows, and she rolled them down--messy hair be damned--as they drove into the stars.
At last he pulled into a dirt driveway that wound and disappeared behind a grove of trees. He stopped a few hundred yards in and got out of his car.
"Put this address into your GPS."
"Why?" she asked through her window, puzzled.
He shook his head. "I just brought you forty miles away from home. You have no idea where you are. Put the address into your GPS so you can find your way back."
She looked at him incredulously but did as he asked. "I trust you, Parker."
"It's not about trust, it's about safety. What if something happened?"
Oh my God, I'm dating my father.
She followed him up the driveway.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
She'd managed to keep herself from gaping at the house when he opened her car door and escorted her up the front walkway. The modern angles and walls of glass should have been out of place among the pines, but somehow it worked, even on such a grand scale.
"What is this place?" She marveled as he guided her inside.
"My secret fort in the desert," he grinned. "I guess it's not actually all that secret. But I come here sometimes to get away, and people know to leave me alone when I come out here."
"Wow..." Charmaine took in the simple decor as they stepped inside, her eyes drawn immediately to the framed photograph hanging in the front hall. She recognized a much younger Parker, still a boy but full of handsome manly promise, a look of victory in his eyes and a massive fish dangling from his fist. Standing on the