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inconveniencing her helping her, dad?”
    “She never takes any time off; I thought if I could at least get her away from the office, I could make sure that she actually did something for herself.”
    “Did it ever occur to you that she doesn’t take any time for herself because you don’t let her?”
    “Excuse me?” William said, his tone indignant.  “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
    “It means that you work her too hard.  You don’t let her delegate and you treat her as if she is the only one you can trust to do anything.”
    “You don’t know what you’re talking about!  You come in what, once a month?  And you think that gives you the right to judge?”
    “I call it as I see it,” Lucas said simply. 
    “You’re crazy.”
    “I don’t think so.  And all of that is completely not the point.  I want to know why it is that she showed up here at my place rather than yours.  We don’t live that close to one another that she could have made a wrong turn and miraculously showed up here.  Now what gives?”
    “I don’t often give out the address to our house; I’m used to sending stuff to you.  I guess I just answered automatically with your address when she asked.”
    It was a plausible excuse, Lucas knew, but right now the whole situation still seemed bizarre.  He was about to say that again to his father when he was interrupted.
    “Is she okay?  Where’s Emma right now?”
    “She’s taking a shower.”
    Thank goodness Lucas couldn’t see him because William was grinning from ear to ear.  “She must not be too hurt then if she’s off by herself in the shower.”
    “I can’t get to her stuff because her car’s down in a ditch and believe me, it wasn’t easy getting both of us up out of the damn ditch with her being unconscious.  She just needed to freshen up.”
    William hummed his approval.  “It’s too dangerous to try and get her to a hospital.”
    “I know that, Dad,” Lucas said wearily.  “I’ll keep an eye on her overnight.  It’s not good to let someone with a concussion sleep too much.  Believe me; I know that part well enough.”  And right then and there they were both thinking of all of the times Lucas had taken a hard hit while playing football.  Lucas had to force himself to not go down that road.  “I’ll take care of her, Dad, but this discussion is not over.”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Lucas.  There’s nothing to discuss.  I made an honest mistake.  I gave her the wrong address.  I was completely at fault for not checking the weather but that’s it.”
    “Uh-huh.  We’ll see.”
    “Go and check on her and I’ll call you in the morning to see how she’s doing, okay?”  Lucas readily agreed and hung up the phone and headed back into the kitchen to start their dinner. 
    How did this day go so wrong?  As much as there were times when he appreciated being isolated and alone, being isolated and alone with Emma was going to be a struggle.  When he’d had his arms around her earlier it had felt good; too good.  For almost two years Lucas hadn’t allowed himself to even think about how it would feel to touch Emma and now that he had, it was going to be hard to forget.
    He put the phone down on the kitchen counter and walked toward the back of the house and looked out at the property.  It was pitch black out now but there was no denying that the snow was still coming down heavily.  There was also no doubt in Lucas’s mind that they were going to be stuck inside for the entire weekend. 
    He’d been alone for too long.  How the hell was he supposed to survive this?

Chapter Three
     
    Thirty minutes later Emma emerged from the bedroom feeling ten times better.  The hot shower had certainly helped and the ibuprofen had finally kicked in with easing more of her body aches.  Her ankle was still sore but she found that she was maneuvering around a little bit easier.
    Dressed in one of Lucas’s t-shirts,