agree.”
“After one day?”
“I have a knack for reading people. Just looking at how you interact with the staff and the guests I know I’ve made the right choice. Now, it just remains to be seen whether you feel the same way.”
“Not being a spur of the moment person, you’ll forgive me if I take a little longer to answer that?”
He smiled at her challenge. “You do that, and while I’m waiting how about you tell me what you’ve found that’s probably going to upset my day.”
Megan laughed. “It was bad, but I worked on the rosters last night and I think I can give us a bit of grace for the next week before I put a better plan into place.”
Intrigued he listened as she explained what she was planning and how there had been nothing organised for the weekend. He did listen, but he also watched her expressive hands and her plump lips. And the way the sun streamed through the windows, setting her hair alight with red and amber highlights.
Nothing and no-one had ever affected his work and he didn’t intend for it to happen now. He needed to get her out of his system and the way he hoped to do that made him a little short of breath. He needed to pull himself together.
“Do you have any questions?”
“What? No. It all sounds like you have everything under control.”
“I don’t know about that, but I’m glad we had this meeting. I feel like I’m on the right track. I’d better get to work. Thanks for the coffee.”
She marched off leaving him a little dazed. Megan’s keep away at all costs stance made far more sense than his let’s try this on and see how we fit attitude, but it was one he seemed to have no ability to accept. And, he still had no idea why.
***
After the first week, Megan was shattered. There had been so many things to rectify, not the least being that mess of a roster, so she’d had to take work home. Jordan had given her a company laptop and she couldn’t leave it alone when she had a spare few minutes.
By Saturday, the house looked like a junk yard and she should be making some meals for the week but she’d promised to take the girls to the park with Liam, Abby’s boy.
The girls were excited and even more so when Liam got in the car.
“Settle down, girls, or Liam will want to go home.”
“Liam likes playing with us, don’t you?”
The boy was still shy in front of adults but with the girls his gentle personality always came out.
“When you are being nice, I love to play games, but not dolls,” Liam said, firmly.
“Yuck, I don’t play with dolls,” Cody stated.
“Sometimes you do,” Mia added.
Looking in the rear view mirror, Megan almost laughed at Cody’s look of annoyance. Being a tomboy was all-important around Liam, but when she was at home sometimes she let her girly side out. She just didn’t like to admit to it.
“Alright, we’re here now and you know the rules. No leaving the green and no talking to strangers, okay?”
“Yes, Mom.”
“Yes, Megan.”
The three of them ran to the swings and Liam automatically began to take turns pushing them. Abby was so lucky to have him for a son. His real mother had done a good job of raising him until she was murdered. Megan shivered at the memory. It was a lovely day and she wasn’t going to spoil it with maudlin thoughts.
She headed over to one of the park benches, not surprised to see Dr. McGregor in his favorite place, feeding the birds. He smiled warmly at her.
“Good morning, Megan. I see you have an extra today.”
“Yes, Abby was working so I offered to look after Liam.”
“Good for you. I can’t imagine he’s much trouble.”
“None at all. In fact, he keeps my two in line a bit more.”
“He’s a remarkable boy, for sure.”
The doctor offered her some bread and they sat in companionable silence for a while.
“How’s the job going?”
“It’s full on, but I’m really enjoying the challenge.”
“That’s good news. I know it must have been hard to leave Abby’s