owed him nothing, had no reason to divulge her deep, dark secrets and innermost feelings. Not to him. They werenât husband and wife. They werenât even lovers. Nor would they ever be.
No, he reminded himself, he was trying out the friendship thing.
Chapter 5
R achel could feel the power of Ethan as he walked beside her. And although it sounded strange, she could feel his strength. Not only did she feel it, she was drawing from it.
The very thought that such a thing was possible should be disconcerting, but instead the knowledge seemed to wrap her in some sort of warm embrace. That in itself was kind of weird since theyâd decided to just be friends. She was fine with that decision. In fact, she refused to have things any other way. She didnât mix business with pleasure and she had too much on her plate to become involved in a serious relationship.
The last guy she had gone out with that sheâd truly liked had been Theo Lovett. That had been a couple ofyears ago. They had dated for almost six months before sheâd found out the only reason heâd been interested in her was as a way into her familyâs business. Luckily, sheâd overheard him bragging to a friend on the phone when heâd thought she was in the shower and out of hearing range. Theoâs explanation that heâd only been joking with his friend hadnât made her change her mind when she had kicked him out that day.
She stepped out of her memory and into the present. Apparently sheâd missed some of what Ethan had said while sheâd been daydreaming, because heâd changed the subject and was talking about his family.
âMy older brotherâs name is Hunter. There is an eight year difference in our ages.â
She glanced over at him. Despite the fact he was a lot taller than she, walking side by side they seemed to fit, and their steps appeared to be perfectly synchronized. How was that possible with his long legs and her short ones? Heâd evidently adjusted his steps to stay in sync with hers. It was a perfectly measured pace.
âThere is a nine year difference in me and my sisterâs ages,â she said.
âReally? Was your sibling as overprotective as mine while you were growing up?â
Rachel made a face. âBoy, was she ever. She was ten when our parents were killed in a plane crash, and I was one. Our aunt and uncle became our legal guardians, but somewhere along the way my sister, Sofia, thought I became her responsibility. It was only when she left for college that I got some breathing space.â
âAre the two of you close now?â
âYes, very. What about you and your brother? Are the two of you close?â
âYes, although I would be the first to admit he was somewhat of a pain in the ass while we were growing up. But I can appreciate it now since he covered for me a lot with my parents.â
She could imagine someone having to do that for him. She had a feeling heâd probably been a handful. âWas your family upset when you decided not to enter the family business but to forge a path in a different direction?â
The corners of his lips lifted in a wry smile. âLetâs just say they werenât thrilled with the idea. But I think it bothered Hunter more than it did them,â he said. âThe Chamberses have been in the wine business for generations, and I was the first to pull out and try doing something else. He lay on the pressure for me to stay for a while but then he backed off.â
He placed his hand at the center of her back when others, walking at a swifter pace than they, moved to pass them. She could feel the warmth of his touch through her blouse. She breathed in deeply at the feeling of butterflies flapping around in her stomach.
âWhat about your family?â he inquired, not realizing the effect of his touch on her.
âOnce I explained things to Uncle Jacob and Aunt Lily, they were fine with it.