Lucas stepped out from the back. “Are we closed?”
“Almost.” She smiled at the dog who was still wagging his tail happily. “We had a last-minute customer.”
Lucas scowled and glanced around the room. His gaze lit on the rose in Katie’s hand and the attached note. “Well, are you going to read it?”
“I’m almost afraid to,” she answered honestly.
Lucas’s eyes softened. “Do you want me to read it for you?”
“No, I’ll do it.” Taking her time, she removed the note from the envelope. It was simple and to the point. She read it aloud. “If you can find it in your heart to talk to me, I’ll be waiting.” It was not signed.
“What are you going to do?” Lucas’s voice was soft behind her.
“I honestly don’t know.” Katie felt so conflicted. Part of her wanted to race outside to find him, while another part wanted to run home and hide. But she had never been a coward and didn’t know if she could live with herself if she didn’t at least hear what he had to say.
“Yes, you do know.” Lucas came up behind her and placed both of his large hands on her shoulders and gave her a reassuring squeeze.
She reached up and touched one of his hands, silently acknowledging his comfort. “I hate it when you’re right.” Sighing, she stepped away and pulled off her apron.
Lucas gave her a little push towards the back. “Go get your coat on and I’ll finish closing.”
When she returned a few moments later with her coat and purse, Lucas had the storefront closed, the lights turned off, and the cash pulled from the register. The shop was dark, as the sun had already gone down, and the only light was the soft glow of the security lights. She walked over to him and he pulled her into his arms.
As he hugged her, he reached down to whisper in her ear. “One chance, Katie. But, if he hurts you again, I’ll beat him up for you.”
Katie laughed, as he’d known she would. “Thanks. You’re a good friend.”
“I know.” He released her and gave her a rare smile. “Call me if you need me.”
“Promise.” Pulling her purse securely over her shoulder, she headed towards the door where Gabriel was patiently waiting.
The moment she opened the door, Gabriel shot out of the shop and to the curb where his limo was waiting. Quentin was standing there, holding the door open, with a slight enigmatic smile on his face. Gabriel barked impatiently from the interior of the vehicle. Katie hesitated. She’d been expecting Cain.
“He’s waiting at home for you.” Quentin answered her unasked question. “I was to take you to your place if you didn’t want to see him. The choice is yours.”
Katie gave him a sad smile. “We both know I’m going.” She climbed into the back of the limo and rested her head on the back of the plush seat. Her head pounded, she was so tired. She’d hardly slept at all the last couple nights and was exhausted. It had taken everything she’d had today just to function properly and smile occasionally at the customers.
Gabriel placed his head on her lap and whined softly. “It’s all right,” she comforted him as she petted him. Closing her eyes, she tried to relax and not think about what Cain had to say. She’d thought they’d said it all the other night.
All too soon the car came to a stop. Before she could gather herself to open the door, Quentin was there. Grateful for his support, she took the hand he offered and climbed from the backseat. “Thank you, James,” she murmured.
“Just go right up,” he told her as he led her to the familiar steel door at the back of the stately, stone building and opened it. He nudged her elbow when she stood staring at the opening.
Katie forced her tired body to move across the private parking garage to the elevator. She was aware of Gabriel padding along next to her and of the outer door closing behind her. The sound of the limo driving away made her feel lonely even though Gabriel was next to her. James at least was an ally, Gabriel was Cain’s emissary. Not that she could hold that fact against such a sweet dog, but in the end, he was Cain’s pet.
She pressed the button to summon the elevator and stepped inside when it arrived. The ride to the top went too quickly. The door slid open and she cautiously stepped out into the hall. The apartment door was open, so she went right inside. “Cain,” she called softly as she stepped inside. There was no reply, and no visible sign of him.
Taking her time, she removed her coat and hung both it and her purse on the familiar coat rack. She tugged at her sweater as doubts assailed her. Maybe she should have gone home and changed first. She’d had a long day’s work in these clothes, and she felt grimy and sweaty. Gabriel nudged at her leg impatiently.
“What do you want?” Gabriel responded to her voice by trotting down the hall. She reluctantly followed him and it only took her a moment to realize he was leading her to the rooftop garden.
Katie stepped into the familiar garden and looked around. The air was alive with the scent of fresh earth and flowers. The lush foliage made the air slightly humid, but not uncomfortable. It was an oasis in the middle of the frigid, cold winter. Soft music played in the background and mingled with the sound of the water running in the fountain. The table was set, just like the last time, and two glasses of wine had been poured.
Katie sensed she wasn’t alone and her gaze immediately went to the far corner. The large shadow in the corner was one she knew intimately. She bowed her head as a wave of sorrow washed over her. He was still hiding from her after everything they’d been through.
“How did you know I was here?” His voice, low and sexy made a shiver run down her spine.
“I could feel you there,” she replied honestly.
Cain stepped out from the shadows. He walked straight towards her under the glow of the patio lights, never once trying to keep his face hidden. For the first time, his long dark hair was slicked back from his face and hung down to his shoulders.
Katie couldn’t tear her gaze away as he sauntered towards her. His arms hung loosely at his sides, but his hands were fisted and his shoulders were stiff, indicating that he wasn’t as relaxed as he was trying to portray. The raw emotion on his face almost made her cry out in pain. He looked ravaged.
Unable to stop herself, Katie took a step backwards. If he put his hands on her, she’d forget all about talking and fall into bed with him. This time, she was determined that they would talk.
Cain came to an abrupt halt in front of her. Anguish filled his eye as he held himself utterly still. Every muscle in his body was clenched tightly. “I guess I deserve that.” His voice was filled with pain as he spoke.
Katie relented instantly and reached out to him. Slowly, carefully, he took her hand in his. His grasp was firm and warm as she allowed him to lead her over to the table.
“Please sit.”
Katie sat and immediately picked up her wine and took a sip. Her mouth was so dry, she didn’t know if she could speak. Cain hovered behind her a moment. She could feel his heat and his uncertainty. Her shoulders tensed as she waited to see what he would do. He lightly touched her head with his hand before easing his body around the table to seat himself across from her.
“I’m sorry I hurt you, Katie,” he began abruptly.
“I know.” She added nothing more, but waited.
Cain shook his head. “I didn’t think you’d make it easy.” His mouth quirked up in a half-grin as he teased her.
“Why should I?”
Cain sobered immediately. “You shouldn’t.” Getting up from the table, Cain began to pace, hands clasped behind his back, as if to keep himself from reaching out and pulling her into his arms.