“Mind if I ask why the hell you haven’t pushed her harder to say yes to a dinner?”
Hunter scratched his head. “Because until now, she was sending vibes that warned me to back off. And now that she seems more open to exploring the chemistry we have, Lilly’s back and I have an ulterior motive for wanting to spend time with Molly.”
Ty shrugged. “Explain the situation. Maybe she’ll understand.”
“Sure. And hell will freeze over and maybe she’ll tell me why she’s said no all those times when her body language was saying yes.”
Ty tipped his head back and laughed. “Which means you’ll never figure it out on your own. No sane man can read a woman’s mind, no matter how much they think we can.”
Hunter smiled. “Now that’s the truth,” he said, his smiling fading. “But by the time I get finished pumping Molly for information about Dumont, she’s not going to want to give me the time of day.” He walked to the refrigerator and opened a can of Coke.
“But you’re going to do it anyway?” Ty asked.
“Yeah.” Hunter downed half the can in a long gulp. “We’re the three musketeers. I just keep telling myself that where Molly’s concerned, I can’t lose what I never had. Not that I won’t give it a shot…But let’s just say my expectations aren’t high.” He finished the can and slammed it against the counter.
Ty felt for his friend. The guy hadn’t had any long-lasting relationships in his life, though like Ty, he had his share of women. And now the one he obviously could get serious about, he might lose. “Hey, man, how about we find another way to get information on Dumont and leave the field clear for you and Molly.”
Hunter shook his head. “If she was that interested, she’d have gone out with me long before now. Lilly needs us and that’s that.” Hunter started for the door, then paused and turned. “But when it comes to anything other than my help, when it comes to Lilly, you’re the man.”
Ty groaned. Sometimes Hunter still showed signs of being the idiot kid who spoke up and thought later. Which was why Ty loved the guy like a brother.
He glanced at his friend. “Actually there’s another man in Lilly’s life and his name is Alex.”
Hunter frowned. “Well, damn.”
“Exactly.” And since Ty wasn’t one for deep conversation, he had no idea what to say now.
Hunter glanced at his watch, a gold Rolex he’d bought after winning a huge case for a wealthy guy accused of murdering his wife. It was his first step toward becoming a stuffed shirt hired by the hotshots.
“I need to get going.”
“Molly?” Ty asked, figuring it was a rhetorical question.
He nodded. “I guess she’s the best person to tell about Lilly being alive. I have no doubt she’ll break it to Dumont. We can go from there.”
“Think she’ll just hand us the trust fund agreement?”
Hunter shrugged. “Who knows. Hopefully she’ll tell us which law firm does have it.”
“Good luck. You know where to find us when the deed is done,” Ty said.
“You said us. Lilly’s staying here?”
Ty nodded. “I didn’t think she could afford a hotel. Besides, I didn’t think she’d want to be alone.”
“There you go again. Playing the hero.Making decisions for others. Except in this case, it’s the right thing. The two of you under one roof ought to give you a chance to revisit the past and see what could have been. What still might be.”
Ty shook his head. “Not a chance.” Lilly had been a sweet girl who needed him. Now she was a grown woman who needed no one and had a life and another man waiting for her in the city.
“You know what they say. Never say never,” Hunter said before walking out the door and slamming it behind him.
HUNTER PAUSED in the hallway outside Ty’s apartment. He needed a minute to pull his thoughts together.
Lilly was home and looked better than ever. Ty was as sucker punched as he’d been way back when. And Hunter, well, his questions were answered. He’d been damn glad to see her, but only as a friend.
A friend he’d do anything for, not just for old times’ sake but also because, as a lawyer, he’d become an advocate of the underdog. Faced with Dumont, Lilly was the underdog and Hunter wouldn’t mind sticking it to the man who’d caused him untold pain. He just didn’t want to cause Molly any grief in the process.
From the day they’d met, Hunter and Molly had been on parallel paths that just couldn’t ever seem to cross. Back in law school, Molly barely took time from studying to do much of anything else. Hunter had been the same way, focused on succeeding. He’d been determined to graduate and make something of himself, mostly because his father had told him he never would. Once Hunter had done a one-eighty in juvie he’d decided to prove everyone who ever said he’d never be anything wrong. And he had, despite the father he’d run away from, and the mother who just didn’t want him. And despite Dumont, who’d pulled Hunter out of the only home he’d ever known.
Despite it all, Hunter had succeeded. And he resented like hell the fact that Dumont would once again cause him to lose someone he cared deeply about. He and Molly never had a chance before and tonight Hunter’s actions would ensure they never would. It wasn’t that he put Lilly and Ty above Molly-he just could never betray his family. They were all he had.
He stopped at The Tavern and picked up a variety of things for dinner, including a bottle of wine, before showing up on Molly’s doorstep. He walked up the driveway.
Just as Hunter had anticipated, Anna Marie, the court clerk and Molly’s landlord, sat on her porch swing. Her graying blond hair was pulled up in a bun. Wrapped in a sweater, she enjoyed the cool September night air-along with the ability to scour the neighborhood for good gossip. Which Hunter knew he was providing.
Still, he strode up the walkway, stopping outside Molly’s door. “Nice night out,” he said to Anna Marie before he rang the bell.
“It’s getting cold. There’s a chill in the air.” She pulled the heavy knit sweater tighter around her.
“Why don’t you go inside then?”
“I might miss-”
“A shooting star?” Hunter asked.
“Something like that.” The older woman winked at him and eased back in her swing. “What are you doing in town this late in the evening? I thought when you weren’t in court or at work, you preferred your swanky apartment in Albany.”
Hunter laughed. “I’m sure you already know why I’m here, so let’s get it over with.” He reached out and rang the doorbell with Molly’s name beneath it.
Under Anna Marie’s prying eyes, Molly opened the door, her eyes widening at the sight of Hunter and the grocery bag tucked under one arm. “Well, this is a surprise.”
“Because I finally decided not to take no for an answer?”
She nodded but pleasure lit up her gaze and for a minute, he let himself enjoy it.
He leaned against the siding of the house, admiring her formfitting jeans and fitted long-sleeved shirt. A far cry from the suits she wore in court, she looked more like she had when he’d first met her at Albany Law. Except now that she was home alone, the bright colors that defined her were nowhere to be found. Hmm. Another intriguing part of Molly to figure out…Wouldn’t that be a pleasure, assuming he was given the chance.
“Well, I can be persistent when I decide to be. So are you going to let me in? Or are you going to keep giving Anna Marie over here a free show?” He winked at the older woman who waved as she continued her swinging.
“When you put it that way, I have no choice.” Molly pushed open the screen and Hunter stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. “Honestly, sometimes I think she’s listening with a glass to the wall,” she said, laughing.
“Do you live the kind of exciting life she’d find entertaining?” he asked.