and Caitlin sat in the chairs next to the bed.
Seconds became minutes. Minutes ticked into hours. Before the dawning of a new day, Halston Parkerâs breathing stopped.
He was gone.
Chapter 3
T he sun was shining bright in the midmorning sky when Dex and Caitlin walked out of the hospital. It wasnât even ten oâclock yet, but already the day promised to be miserably hot, which wasnât unusual for a day in mid-June.
Caitlin squared her shoulders and tried to keep all the grief of losing her father at bay, but found she couldnât. Swallowing, she blinked back a surge of fresh tears.
âIâm driving you home, Caitlin. Whereâre you parked?â
The touch of Dexâs arm around Caitlinâs shoulder penetrated deeply. Sniffing, she angled her head to look up into his eyes. To her surprise, they were filled with compassion, something she hadnât expected. Feeling a lump form in her throat, she answered in a choked voice. âMy car is parked over there.â
When they arrived at her fatherâs home, Caitlin covered her face with her hands and began crying openly in heart-wrenching, strangled sobs. Dex turned off the carâs ignition, pushed the seat back and gently pulled her into his lap.
âThatâs it, get it all out. Everythingâs going to be all right, Caitlin. Your father isnât in any more pain. Heâs at peace,â Dex whispered softly, tenderly cradling her in his arms.
When her sobs turned to soft whimpers, she lifted her tear-stained face to his. âDad didnât get a chance to see Jordan for the last time,â she said brokenly.
Dexâs hand stopped stroking Caitlinâs hair and back. His eyes darkened. âI gather Jordan means a lot to you.â
Caitlin frowned at his words. She then began wiping her eyes with trembling hands. âOf course. Jordan is my life.â
Dex felt a surge of renewed pain and anger. He had to clamp down on his teeth to keep from lashing out at the thought of her deep feelings for another man. He stared hard at her. âSince heâs your life, why hasnât he made you his? I would think under the circumstances, heâd be here for you.â
Confusion covered Caitlinâs face. âWhat are you talking about?â
Dexâs voice was as hard as his eyes and held a steely edge when he continued. âIâm talking about this person named Jordan. Never mind, heâs your problem, not mine. My only concern is the promise I made to your father, and I intend to keep it. Iâll not leave before the services. After that, I have no intention of staying a minute longer. Iâll contact Clayton to fly in as soon as the services for your father are over. If your fatherâs claim is true, and thereâs a possibility that weâre still married, Iâll make sure Clayton does whatever has to be done to legalize our divorce. Then you can continue your life with Jordan.â
Caitlinâs eyes grew wide with startled surprise with Dexâs words. He acted like he didnât know who Jordan was? But how could he not know? She had written to him so he had to know. But if he really didnâtâ¦
Panic seized Caitlin when she thought of that possibility. She skittered away from Dex and quickly got out of the car.
Dex raised a questioning brow. He watched Caitlin at her front door fumbling nervously with her keys before opening the door and going inside the house.
He tilted his head back against the car seat and closed his eyes, totally bewildered. What in the world was going on? When heâd mentioned the other man, Caitlin had acted as though she was having an anxiety attack. Something wasnât right, and he intended to find out what was going on.
Dex sighed deeply. He wondered if her actions had anything to do with the letter Dr. Flores had discreetly given to him at the hospital. It was a letter Halston Parker had asked Dr. Flores to give to him. No
Louis - Hopalong 0 L'amour