Nathaniel’s face
made Noah smile. “Yes I like her, but if you do marry her we should keep the
fruit bowl out of her reach.”
Chapter Six
Hannah sat cross-legged in a
grassy area of the college courtyard. There was a large tree shading her from
the sweltering autumn heat. She had just finished her shift at the campus
daycare, and she didn’t have a class for two hours. It seemed foolish to make
the thirty minute drive home so she’d decided to hang out on campus. Her only
companion was a squirrel that kept climbing down the tree to stare at her.
The week was dragging. Nathaniel had
invited her to go horseback riding that weekend and she could hardly wait. He’d
sent her flowers, but he hadn’t called her even once. She wanted to talk to him
again, but she hadn’t worked up the nerve to call him.
Lydia had seen Dominic every night since
the party. Whenever Dominic picked Lydia up, Hannah considered asking about
Nathaniel, but Dominic didn’t seem interested in interacting with her at all.
He was polite, but distant at best.
The growl of her stomach reminded her
that it had been more than six hours since breakfast, and she was famished. She
supposed that she would have to drive around to find a place to eat lunch. There
were a lot of restaurants close by, but she wasn’t really that familiar with
the area.
Her thoughts of food were interrupted
when she spotted Noah walking across the courtyard with a briefcase and an
overstuffed file folder. At first she wasn’t sure that it was him. He was
wearing tan slacks, and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his
elbows. His blond hair was slicked back neatly. As Noah hurried across the
courtyard, the papers slid out of the folder and onto the ground. Hannah
hurried over to help him.
“You look like you could use a little
help.” She squatted across from him to help gather papers.
He looked up, and grinned. “Thank you. I
knew I’d never make it out of here with this mountain of papers, but I didn’t
want to make two trips.”
She returned his grin. “So you figured
that it would be much faster to scatter the papers across the courtyard and
then gather them all up?”
He leaned closer, and lowered his voice.
“Actually, I was just lonely so I dropped the papers hoping that someone would
come help me. Pitiful what a guy has to do for a little attention.”
She laughed, and handed him a stack of
papers. “Are you a student here?”
“No, I'm an instructor. Nathaniel
mentioned that you were a student, but I didn’t realize that you were a student here .”
She handed the last of the papers to him.
“I'm only taking a couple of classes. I spend most of my time working at the
daycare. Don’t be jealous of my glamorous life.”
He pointed a finger at her. “So you’re
that Hannah!”
“Which Hannah would that be?” she asked
cautiously.
“Little Henry’s Hannah,” he said.
“So you know my boss?”
“His mom’s a professor in the same
department as I am. She said that he screamed bloody murder his first day at
daycare, and didn’t calm down until your shift started. She thinks you’re a
miracle worker. It was really hard for her coming back to work after Henry was
born, and you’ve made it much easier for her.”
Hannah wasn’t used to receiving
compliments. She looked away feeling a little uncomfortable.
Noah stood up, and stacked the papers on
top of his briefcase. He led her to a stone table with benches around it, and
began to reorganize his papers.
She sat opposite him, and studied his
features. “Do you mind if I make a personal observation?”
A playful grin tugged at his lips, and
he cocked his head slightly to the side. “That depends. You aren’t going to
insult me are you?”
“Probably, but I’m sure you deserve it,”
she replied with a smile.
“Good point. Observe all you want.”
“You and Nathaniel seem very different.
You don't look at all like brothers. It wouldn’t stand out if he didn’t