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looked away, hoping she had imagined the fiery sparks in the black pupils.
    “Want to go on the swing?” offered Kate not willing to risk sitting alone with him another minute.
    Cody nodded and Brady stood up quickly, “I’ll push him.  Come on buddy.”
    Kate watched them, her mind galloping off to dwell on licentious thoughts.  Brady, pushing a small girl on the swing, her black braids swinging behind her.  His daughter.  Theirs. 
    Kate sprang up as if she had just seen a deadly, black widow spider. She carried the things they had used to the trash barrel in the distance, forcing her mind back to Harold.  But her mind wouldn’t cooperate.  Bucking away like a headstrong mustang, it insisted on returning to its original train of thought.
    Kate decided to walk the perimeter of the park.  Anything was better than sitting here at the mercy of her tormenting imagination. 
    For someone who had her future all mapped out she felt terribly insecure.  This thing with Brady, Kate acknowledged, was purely a physical infatuation.  The kind she had been warned about, the kind that ruined lives.  It had taken her by storm because she hadn’t thought she would ever feel this way about a man.  What price, her low sex drive now?  In the last fortnight her mind had precipitated more scenes with Brady than she had thought herself capable of.  Kate quickened her pace in an attempt to leave her thoughts behind.
    At quarter to five Brady and Cody came to her.
    “I’ve got to go now,” the former said.
    Kate was surprised.  He’d given the impression he planned to stay with Cody till his parents returned and she had just begun to formulate excuses for slipping away herself.
    “I forgot I have to pick up some dry cleaning and then meet someone tonight for dinner,” he explained.
    “A woman,” Kate thought immediately and tried to picture the kind of person Brady dated.
    She didn’t know anything about Brady except for the fact he worked in a store, was Cody’s uncle and could turn a woman’s insides to papier mache with a look.  Where did he live?  Did he have a regular girlfriend?  Did she live with him?
    “I’ll take Cody home then,” Kate said coolly, disliking the unbridled gallop her wayward mind had broken into, “His Mom left a key with me.  It’s getting kind of cool here.”
    Brady wondered what had induced the cold front to move into Katie’s voice but he didn’t question it, merely dropped them off in the school parking lot.
    She watched the blue car till it was out of sight, wondering at her tremendous sense of loss.
    “Ridiculous rubbish!” Kate told herself angrily as she put Cody into the car seat his mother had dropped off earlier that day.  “Stop acting like a frog in the rain when he’s around.  Get a hold on yourself before it’s too late.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 3
     
     
    Friday evenings always found Kate wrung out and this one was no exception.  She was looking forward to a long soak in her bathtub, dinner, some television and then bed.  This was her free weekend and everything else she had to do could wait till tomorrow. 
    Emerging from the preschool Kate stopped dead, her heart gunning at a terrific tempo. 
    Brady straightened up from the wall grinning at her as he said, “Hi!” in that warm special way of his.
    A sensation she tried to ignore detonated in the pit of Kate’s stomach spreading a searing heat through her entire system.  As it ebbed, her insides iced over and she had to clamp down hard on the inside of her mouth to stop her teeth chattering.
    He had bought Cody in every morning this week and lingered, exchanging remarks about the little boy with her, while his eyes sped to her soul and unwrapped the secrets she had stored there. 
    Never had Kate felt so alive, so vibrant, so aware of herself as a woman.  Every morning heady anticipation gripped her till he came in and then it seemed as if the twenty four hours that followed