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some kind of guilt trip on him? Maybe if she’d told him about his son when he deserved to know — around the time she discovered the pregnancy — she wouldn’t have had to do this on her own.
    He searched her eyes for a reason to release some of the tension that had been building since he first laid eyes on Adam. They were devoid of blame, without a flicker of conniving, and he forced himself to relax.
    He wouldn’t get answers if he verbally attacked her. He had to follow through with his plan: take her to dinner in a public place, soften her up, move in for the kill.
    Sure, it sounded callous, but not half as callous as robbing him of his parental rights the last five years.
    “So you’re saying you don’t date much?”
    Her personal life was no concern of his but if she had some fella playing step-dad to Adam he wanted to know.
    To his surprise, Lori laughed, a genuine light-hearted sound that cracked the angry barrier protecting his heart. “None of your business but no, I don’t get out much. I’m beat after work and I’d rather be home with Adam than fend off some — ”
    His expression darkened at the thought of her fending off some jerk and she quickly continued “ — give me a good forensics TV show over a boring date any day.”
    “Is that what tonight is? An ordeal to get through before your real date with the TV remote?”
    “You tell me.”
    She shrugged, a hesitant smile curving her lips, glossy lips he had no right focusing on when all he should be focused on was dragging the truth out of her.
    “It doesn’t have to be an ordeal, as long as you answer my questions.”
    Her smile faded as she laid a hand on his forearm. “I’m not the enemy. I don’t need to be interrogated.”
    He gritted his teeth against the urge to yank his arm away, against the instant buzz that zapped him.
    No matter how much he hated how she’d walked away from him six years ago without a backward glance, how much he blamed her for robbing him of his son’s first five years, how angry he felt just thinking about the injustice of it all, the moment she touched him everything faded until all he wanted to do was reach out and envelop her in his arms.
    Ever since he’d bumped into her in the supermarket, he’d wondered what she would feel like now, the softened curves of her body much sexier than the lean angles she’d had years ago. They’d been great together, monumentally great. And she’d still walked anyway.
    He’d do better sticking to the plan. Open the new training center, weigh up his next options career-wise, and get to know his son.
    Things he could control. Unlike the feelings he’d once had for this frustrating woman.
    He stared at her hand and she removed it, the sadness in her eyes slamming into him like a grenade. She may not be the enemy but he couldn’t let her slip under his guard, not after what she’d done.
    She hadn’t trusted him enough to tell him about their son, how could he trust her?
    “Let’s go. We can discuss this later.”
    She hesitated for a second before nodding and as she locked up, took a step along the path, he placed his hand in the small of her back. A reflex gesture, something he’d done a thousand times before and now, like then, the simple action made his pulse race and blood pound in his veins.
    He still wanted her.
    Despite his anger, her betrayal, her lack of trust, all it took was one tiny gesture to detonate his denial.
    He’d fight it, fight this residual attraction with every confrontational cell is his body. He didn’t want to feel this way, didn’t want to soften toward her one iota.
    He’d fueled his wrath all day, thinking about all he’d missed because of her: Adam’s first step, first word, first day at kindergarten, first day at school.
    He should’ve been there for all of it. Lori hadn’t let him.
    Oh yeah, he’d been mighty fired up on the way over here but somehow as she fell into step beside him, his hand lightly touching her back, much