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the whole men and dating thing for
ages, but he’d brought it to the forefront of her mind. She hadn’t been
eavesdropping to be nosy, but she hadn’t been able to close her ears to Flynn
and his mom talking when he’d gone to pay for their meals.
    “Pretty
girl and you’re all dressed up. Please tell me you’re going to take her on a
date,” said his mom.
    “I
already did. I bought her breakfast.”
    She’d
slapped his arm. “On a proper one. Maybe
to some nice restaurant. You know I want to see you happy again.”
    “I am
happy.”
    “With
a woman sort of happy.”
    “I’ve
invited her to the house for a meal and I’ll work my way up to the restaurant
bit, okay?”
    “That’s
what I like to hear.”
    Natalie
liked him. Flynn obviously liked her.
      She squeezed her eyes tight shut. She hadn’t
counted on liking Emily’s dad in that sort of way. In fact, it was the last thing she thought would happen. And now
it looked like he was going to ask her out.
      Maybe she should be honest with him. Tell him
who she really was but insist he not tell his daughter about Natalie’s true
identity until she was ready.
    No, she
couldn’t do it.
    She
realized now that she needed to get to know both of them much better before
springing that sort of thing on them. Putting the car into the ditch might have
been for the best. No one could walk up to someone’s house, knock on their
door, and say surprise I’m your birth mother.
    She
glanced at the clock on the car’s dashboard. She’d told Flynn she’d drive back
to their place at 6:00 p.m. for dinner. She had mixed emotions about it. Fear
that she’d give herself away and blurt out the truth. Emily would hate her and
she’d go home a broken person. Nope, she had to keep it together. The more they
go to know each other, the easier it would be for everyone when she revealed
who she was.
    Turning
into the driveway, she spotted another truck besides Flynn’s parked there. She
turned off the ignition and took two deep breaths, the way she often did when
she was preparing to make a court appearance on behalf of one of her clients.
Actually, she didn’t know what was worse. Going inside, getting involved deeper
in their lives, or speaking to a judge. Right now it seemed the former.
    Natalie
got out of the car before she chickened out completely and headed back to the
safety of her motel. She walked to the front door thinking that it wasn’t only
Emily she was excited about seeing again, but Flynn too.
    She
rang the bell and a man that looked like him, but a little older, answered it.
    “Hi, you
must be Natalie. I’m Rory, Flynn’s brother. Come on in”
    He
stuck out his hand and she shook it. He had a firm grip and calloused hands that felt a lot like Flynn’s.
    “He’s
just putting the finishing touches to the dinner.”
    Natalie
followed him through to the kitchen where Flynn was adding lettuce to a large
glass bowl.
    “Hi,”
he said turning and smiling.
    “Hi. Anything
I can help you with?”
    “No,
I think I have it all under control.”
    “Can
I get you something to drink?” asked Rory.
    “A
soda would be great.”
    “Let’s
see I think we have orange or lime.”
    “Lime’s
perfect.”
    Natalie
looked around but didn’t see or hear Emily.
    “Emily
not helping you out?”
    Flynn
shook his head. “She’s having a time out until dinner’s ready. She had what I
call one of her moments.”
    Rory
handed her the soda. She took it and perched herself up on the bar stool,
watching Flynn slice tomatoes for the salad. “One of her moments?” asked
Natalie. She hoped he wasn’t referring to anything that was physically wrong
with her. That would break her heart to think her baby was suffering in any way.
    “One
of the kids at school knocked paint over Emily’s skirt and well, she’s a wonderful
kid, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes she has a short fuse and I had to go
pick her up and she screamed the whole way home. She then threw her