Page 68 of Sing with Me

Sure, do them. Whatever.

Diehl had confidence that the two kids were his. As far as he knew, Isobel had been faithful in their first marriage. Perhaps their remarriage had been a mistake, but that was another matter altogether.

“Diehl.” Siobhan’s voice was somewhat pained as she sat down next to him at the dinner table. “Sorry I’m late.”

Mom looked annoyed that Dad hadn’t joined them for lunch. Dad had to take a phone call in his office because he didn’t want anyone to hear the conversation.

Diehl didn’t want to know what it was about. Two months before, he would have been curious whenever Dad had taken a business call on a Sunday. Today, not so much.

He sensed his own shift in focus from work to…

Skye?

There he went again, thinking of Skye. Speaking of her, Siobhan’s presence at their lunch table today reminded Diehl of Jared, who had been all over Skye.

I take that back.

Jared had been all over Skye’sbusinessdue to Talia, his ex-girlfriend and mother of his firstborn child. That was all.

He hoped.

“How’s your family?” Diehl asked Siobhan.

“My aunt’s cancer is in its last stages,” Siobhan said. “I should be with her right this instance, but she’s taking a nap, so here I am. I can’t stay too long.”

“She’s staying with you?”

“Yes. I asked her to move in with me so I can take care of her.”

“That’s nice of you.”

“Mom and I love spending time with her, but time is running out.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Diehl said. “I’ll pray for her.”

At the other end of the table, Mom made a noise. “Pray? Since when have you become the praying kind?”

Since he met Skye, but he couldn’t say. “I went to church this morning. We prayed all the time.”

Siobhan’s shoulders sagged. “I should pray more. Maybe God would heal my aunt.”

It was an interesting choice of word.Wouldinstead ofcould. Diehl wondered where Siobhan stood spiritually.

“Maybe you’d like to come to Seaside Chapel sometimes. I’m in Brin’s Sunday school class, and we pray a lot. I will add your aunt to our prayer list. We’re praying for Brin right now, for her third trimester.”

“Thank you for your prayers.” Siobhan sipped water.

She did not look interested in Diehl at all. Just as well. He did not want to mislead her.

He only wanted Skye. In fact, he had never wanted anyone else more at this moment. He wondered where she was having lunch with the chefs. Was it at Saffron? That seemed to be the natural choice. He was curious about what they ate. He wanted to know what Skye said at their luncheon.

He wanted to be a fly on the wall everywhere she went.

It was the first time in his life that he had fallen hard for someone one week after they got to know each other. Granted, he had seen Skye all week long—every single day—more than he had seen Isobel a month into their second marriage.

Maybe if he and Isobel had spent this much time together, they might not have divorced each other in the first place.

“Cara!” Mom called. She was never one to be ladylike and keep her voice down.

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