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There’s something wrong. I don’t know what it is, but you’re too important for me to just throw up my hands and quit. I’ve got a job and an apartment, and I’m going to stay here for a while and wait for you. Please, see me. For God’s sake, you’re killing me, honey.
    Sage : I’m crying, Hunter.
    And she was. That was no lie. Big, fat tears ran down her face.
    Sage : I love you. I love you so much. But our being together isn’t possible.
    Hunter : What do you mean? If you aren’t married, if you love me, what could possibly keep us apart?
    Sage weighed her options. What to say? She waited and struggled, trying to find words to make him feel better, to soothe him.
    Hunter : Talk to me, baby. Tell me what’s wrong. I can fix it if you’ll just be honest with me.
    Sage : That’s the problem, Hunter.
    Hunter : What do you mean?
    Sage : I haven’t been honest, and I don’t even know where to start to make it right.
    After she dropped that bomb, Cody shut the computer, turned off the light and wept in the darkness alone.
     
    *  *  *
     
    Hunter knocked on Miss Napier’s door bright and early the next morning. He hadn’t slept worth a crap the night before. Visions of Sage and questions about their relationship had him completely torn up. Part of him wanted to catch the next flight back to Colorado and forget her, but he knew that would be impossible. She was hiding something from him and for the life of him, he couldn’t imagine what it could be. Whatever it was, it didn’t matter. Hunter wanted Sage, no matter what.
    “Come in.” Cody Napier came to let him in, holding the door open and greeting Hunter with a shy smile. Again, her fingers hovered over the scar on her face. He wondered how she’d gotten it and why it seemed to bother her so much. If she would quit drawing attention to it, no one would notice it as much.
    “Thanks.” He moved ahead of her and walked toward the kitchen. “I don’t know what your work schedule is, but if you could make yourself available toward the end of each work day to go over any questions I might have, I’d appreciate it. Until then, if you don’t mind, I’d rather work alone. It helps with distractions.” These two requests were policy as far as Hunter was concerned. He couldn’t work with a woman hovering over him, questioning everything he did, and he wanted daily sign-offs. A couple of clients, early on, had let him get far into the project and then insisted he tear it all out because it wasn’t exactly the way they wanted it. So, he insisted on frequent inspections. That way he knew he was on the same page as the client.
    “No problem. My work keeps me busy. If I’m not on campus, I can work in my office here,” she spoke softly, keeping her face averted.
    “Oh, really? What do you do?” he asked off-handedly as he studied the plans.
    At his casual enquiry about her work, something inside of Cody flamed to life. Sage might not be here, but Cody was and this was her strong point. She wasn’t beautiful, but she did have value. “I teach at LSU.”
    “Oh, really? What do you teach?” He was still looking down.
    “Physics.”
    He was already spreading out his tools. “Wow. You’re Big Bang level brilliant.” He glanced at her and smiled.
    “I don’t know about that, but I can say their social skills are better than mine.”
    Her dry answer made him laugh. He liked her sense of humor. “I can’t imagine that. Okay, I guess I’ll get to work.” Hunter turned his back on her. “I have to say I’m looking forward to working on this old house, it’s a beauty.”
    “I’m glad.” At least he appreciated her home. “I’ll check back on you about four.” She stood for a few more seconds, wondering how she was going to function while the man she adored was in her house and completely off limits to her. “Make yourself at home. There’s bottled water and soft drinks in the fridge. And fruit,” she added lamely.
    He just nodded, so she