And my home was built as wheelchair accessible even before I bought it.”
“We?”
“My partner in the studio, Ruth Cosgrove, lives with me, too.”
“Isn’t that unusual?”
“Not in our case.” They pulled up to a stoplight and she studied him while they waited. “She’s the fan who came backstage that night, Joey.”
What the hell? “Let me get this straight, the woman who caused your accident lives with you?”
“I told you, she wasn’t at fault. It was the hand I was dealt.” When he was still unconvinced, she frowned deeply. “If you can’t accept that Ruth isn’t to blame for my circumstances, we shouldn’t even start dating.”
“Why do I have to agree with you on that?”
“I’d never hurt Ruth by having someone around who resented and blamed her. She did enough of that to herself when the accident happened.”
“I’m sorry, Dana. I’ll think more about it. Maybe I’m being irrational. But know this, I wouldn’t hurt anybody intentionally.”
She went on to tell Joe how Ruth had gone for training in occupational therapy, taken some massage courses and, though she wasn’t certified, she was a damn fine masseuse.
“So she gave up her whole life for you?”
“In some ways, though she’ll tell you it wasn’t a sacrifice. Her husband had died, she hadn’t worked in years, and she had no children. She was at loose ends, so when living with my boyfriend and then my father didn’t work out for me, she suggested we move in together here in Rockland. A few years later, we opened a dance studio. She runs the business side and I teach classes with a demonstrator.”
There wasn’t a whit of bitterness in Dana’s tone. Oh, there probably had been at first, and maybe for a long time after her career had ended. But she was remarkable for having accepted her condition and having an attitude like this.
She was remarkable, period.
And damn, there it was again. That sudden spurt of attraction, of raw desire. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to connect with her physically. His body hummed with the need.
They reached his house and Dana put the car in park next to the curb.
“Shut off the engine for a second,” he said.
“What? Why?”
Impatient now, he reached over and turned the key. He released his arm from the sling, then moved as close as he could get to her. Cradling his hand around her neck, he drew her to him. “Because I wanna do this.”
He lowered his head.
o0o
Dana didn’t see it coming. One minute they were talking and the next, she felt his hard chest against her breasts, his muscles bulge as he took in a deep breath. The gentle brush of his lips back and forth made her dizzy. And long for more. She was the one to edge closer. The scent of him filled her head and his mouth became more insistent. No man, not one, had gotten near enough to kiss her like this in a very long time. And she hadn’t realized until now how much she missed the intimate contact.
After a very long moment, it was he who pulled away. He didn’t let the kiss go on too long but still, it made her hot. She’d almost forgotten the feeling of arousal. The thought made her want to whimper.
His eyes were a midnight blue now, the pupils dilated. “Was that okay?” he asked softly. “I couldn’t help myself.”
“I’d say it was a hell of a lot more than okay.”
He chuckled. “I’ll call you.”
She’d planned to tell him to think hard about dating a woman in a wheelchair, planned to list how their relationship would be different from any other he’d ever had. But she didn’t, choosing to let their time together end on that wonderful note. She wanted to savor the effects of the kiss still humming in her blood.
Dana watched him circle the hood, then stop when he caught sight of a family of ducks waddling out between his house and the next. This happened frequently in Rockland, ducks showing up, trying to make their way to water or woods. The canal was nearby, which must be their