t.
“ If you think that, then you’re way off the mark! I’m an expert in my field. I applied for the job because I thought I could give my skill in exchange for one of the best salaries in the Dallas area and better medical care for Tabby . It's something any parent would do. If you didn’t want me to work in your company , you should have taken care to have my application turned down!” she stated, her headache pounding even harder now . “Or is it your ego talking? Do you think every female is out to get you?”
He gave a shrug. “They usually are.”
“You insufferable, conceited . . .”
He raised a hand to stop her from continuing. “Watch it, or I may take you up on your offer of resignation. Then where would Tabby be?” Noah didn’t bother to hide the sarcasm in his tone , glitter in his gray eyes confirming his words .
She lost her bravado. Who was she kidding? She'd do anything to g et Tabby the surgery she needed as soon as possible . With a minimum of questioning, she'd allowed him to discover her Achilles’ heel , and knew he'd use it if he could . Coldness enveloped her a t that thought .
Her throbbing head began spinning and her hands were clammy with sweat . She felt herself getting lightheaded and reached to put her glass on the table, but it wasn’t there. Bile rose in her throat only to back down again. In the next second she was in Noah’s arms, being carried into a darkened room. The absence of light made the throbbing pain behind her eyes subside slightly.
‘Tm sorry,” she murmured, “but my head . . .”
‘You suffer from migraine?”
“Yes, but I haven’t had one in such a long time I haven’t .. .
He laid her down carefully. The coolness of the satin coverlet felt soothing against her heated skin. His arms slipped away but his voice was close to her ear as he spoke.
“Lie still, I'll be back in a minute.” His footsteps were muffled on the thick carpeting as he left the room. She heard him speaking to someone on the phone, and then a light was flicked on in the connecting bath. She shrank from the glare, hiding her head in the soft pillow. The light disappeared and he pulled her up, and said, " T ake these."
She downed two pills with the water he held in his hand. As she lay down, a cool cloth was placed on her forehead.
“Rest,” she heard Noah’s deep voice whisper, and she gave a sigh.
His hands were gentle as he stroked her temples, brushing back a few stray wisps of hair, soothing her, stroking her into a deep relaxation.
She had done it . She had kept her secret . She had bearded the lion in his den and come out unscathed. Almost . She relaxed the tensed muscles in her neck as the pain eased.
***
June stood nervously by the living-room window as she watched Noah step out of his sleek midnight-blue Mercedes and the security light at their walk light up from his movement . Her stomach was cramped into a tight ball—even tighter than when Noah had called half an hour earlier. Was he telling the truth? Had Dianna really decided he should meet Tabby? If that was so, then why wasn’t Dianna here to help with the introductions between the child and her uncle? Was she really ill, or was that just an excuse on Noah’s part? She had tried to reach her sister but the cell phone was not answering. Instead, she'd left two messages on the phone. June ignored the small frightened voice that echoed in her head, telling her she was forced to believ e Noah because she had no choice, no choice at all.
David answered the door and led Noah into the living room, making po lite introductions that were not needed . June poured coffee with slightly shaking hands and listened to the two men discuss Tabby’s future impersonally, as if she were a stock in which they were interested in investing. She knew she was the only one with misgivings, because David’s eyes were bright with unashamed envy and Noah’s lit with interest at every tid bit of information about Tabby’s