Fresh Temptation by Reeni Austin Page B

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    Cara narrowed her eyes. “Depends on which day you ask me. I never know what to expect.”
    “Seems like he’s fully recovered from surgery.”
    “Yeah, seems that way. He’s still healing but you’d never know it.”
    Isaac stopped, looking up at Victor. “See?” He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. “No tonsahs.”
    Victor nodded. “Yes, I see.”
    Cara sighed. “He always knows when we’re talking about him.”
    They went inside the house where Patty had dinner waiting. Patty also made sure that she and Isaac sat together across the table while Cara and Victor sat side by side.
    Isaac did the most talking during dinner, regaling Victor with tales that were sometimes hard to understand. Some were true stories. Some were based on true stories. Others were entirely fabricated. Through it all, Victor was thoroughly entertained.
    Cara was glad, for once, that her son was in a talkative mood. It removed some of the pressure from this awkward situation.
    After dinner, the four of them moved to the living room where they talked and had dessert. Isaac was thrilled to finally eat the chocolate cake he’d been waiting for. Cara was afraid he would want to go outside and see Victor’s car again, but around eight o’clock he started to yawn and said he was tired.
    Patty winked at Cara. “We went to the park today and he didn’t take a nap. He’s worn out.” Patty forced a yawn. “And so am I, come to think about it.” She turned to Isaac. “I think me and you better go upstairs, don’t you?”
    Isaac gave her a lazy nod.
    “Good night, Isaac,” Victor said.
    Isaac grinned. “Good night, Bictow. Good night Mommy.”
    Cara smirked at Patty, who wouldn’t look at Cara as she followed Isaac out of the room. Cara knew Patty wasn’t tired. She was just trying to leave her alone with Victor.
    As soon as they left, Victor inched slightly closer to Cara on the sofa. “Looks like I made a new friend tonight.”
    “Yeah. He doesn’t usually take to adults so quickly. Are you around children a lot?”
    “No. Almost never, in fact.” Victor shrugged. “I guess we just click.”
    “Hmm. So, tell me.” She positioned herself so she was facing him. “Did you go to Gary’s house the week you hired him, too?”
    With a weak smile he said, “Uh…no. No, I didn’t.”
    “So, this isn’t normal new employee procedure? Like taking me out to lunch my first day?”
    He undid the first button of his shirt and flexed his neck, trying to get more comfortable. He smiled at her question. “No, not exactly.”
    “Then what are you doing here? Calling my mom, giving my son a present. Hanging out after dinner in this house.” She cocked her head to the side. “What’s your game? Why are you doing this?”
    “Maybe I’m just a nice guy.”
    “No, I don’t think that’s it.”
    He smirked. “Thanks.”
    “That’s not what I meant. What I mean is, I don’t know why you’re being so nice to me. It’s not normal.”
    “Cara.” He looked deep in her eyes. “You’re an intelligent woman. Do I really need to spell it out for you?”
    “Spell out what? That you’re using me to get back at Alexis Whitt?”
    Victor jolted out of his relaxed position and sat up straight. “Whoa. Where the hell’d you get that?”
    “Does it matter? It’s true, isn’t it?”
    He scoffed. “No. Not at all. She and I’ve been over for a while now. We were probably over way before I…Didn’t your mom say there was wine chilling in the fridge?”
    Cara was about to respond when Victor stood and turned in the direction of the kitchen. “Hey!” She followed him.
    He was already turning on the light in the kitchen when she caught up.
    “What are you doing?” she asked.
    “Getting some wine. Patty said to make myself at home. So, I’m making myself at home. I’ll get the wine if you get the glasses. I don’t know where they are.”
    Cara rolled her eyes and opened the cabinet to get one goblet. She set it