Page 75 of Tell Me Again
Sam felt those words like a soft jab to her jaw. It shouldn’t bother her. Trevor was handsome and kind and—oh, lord, what he could do with his hands. He’d made no commitments to her in the short time they’d been together. Why did the knowledge of another woman in his life slice open a little bit of her?
“That’s not true, Grace, and you know it.” His voice was tight. Although Sam could feel his gaze on her, she resisted the urge to look at him.
Grace shrugged, ignoring the tension that filled the air like a heavy fog. “Don’t worry about it, Dad. I’m fine.” She turned to Sam. “Can we take out the canoes after the ropes course?”
Sam cleared her throat, made her voice normal. “Yes, but only for a half hour or so. We’re going to lose the good daylight pretty soon. David and I set them near the dock today so they’d be ready for you.”
Grace hurried back to her friends.
“Take your time,” Sam told Trevor, still watching Grace. “I can get dinner with her if you—”
“I’ll be back for dinner,” he said, and put an arm around her shoulder. “There’s nothing between Jolene and me, Sam. Her family’s company is developing the neighborhood so this first house is important to her.”
“You don’t owe me an explanation,” she said, and shook out of his grasp.
One of the mothers looked back and Sam forced a bright smile. “I’ve got to go,” she said to Trevor.
“This isn’t over,” he said before releasing her.
“You keep telling yourself that,” she told him, then walked away.
