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“But I could definitely put him to good use.” Savannah must have liked that idea, because her eyes widened and Kay could almost see the cogs turning in her brain. “I don’t need a nanny, though I’m going to have to fight Tobias over that one for now, but I could do with a handyman around the house.”
“Around the mansion,” Kay corrected her.
“I wonder…” And she appeared to be hatching up a new plan. Then she turned to her suddenly and asked, “Why were you so upset, then, at the baby shower?”
“Because…I thought he might be the one, and he so badly wasn’t. I just feel so humiliated, and so stupid. It’s embarrassing.”
“Would you ever give him another chance?”
Savannah didn’t know the full story. So there was no point in discussing it further. “No. Like I said, I’ve learned my lesson.”
“It’s just that…” Savannah hesitated. “That’s not the impression I got of him.”
“No, me neither. It’s amazing how someone can turn out to be so different.”
“He sounds as if he needs help.”
“I hope he gets it.”
Chapter 43
He was going to win her back, only, he didn’t know how to, just yet. “I’m probably the most-hated man on your list, but I need to talk to you. Please, Kay.”
“Not probably, youare.”
“Look, I don’t blame you for hating me, but please can we meet even if it’s just for five minutes?”
“I don't have anything to say to you.”
“But there’s a lot I need to say to you.
“You already did.”
“No. No I didn’t. That was me just being…being a total loser.” He couldn’t excuse himself from the way he’d treated her and the things he’d said, and he had said plenty. The last time had been low, even for him. But he’d been hoping she might have understood him now that he had revealed all his past. After Maggie and Amanda left, his emotions had gotten the better of him, even after all these years he still got sucked back into that soulless abyss he’d tried so hard to climb out of.
He needed help, he knew that now.
“I feel so low. I hate how I’ve treated you, you have no idea, Kay. Please give me a chance to say what I need to.”
“There’s nothing you can say to me that will make me change my opinion of you.”
“You can’t just leave like that.”
“I can do whatever I want. You do. Youdid.”
“I mean, without me apologizing.” She wasn't making this easy for him at all, nor would he have expected her to. “Please see me just the once, and then you can tell me to go to hell.” He’d never had to beg a woman before, and he wasn’t used to it, but he couldn’t let this one walk away, not without hearing what he had to say.
When he didn’t give up, she finally relented. And this was how Luke found himself in the lobby of Kay's investment bank, one evening at the end of her work day.
“Thanks,” he said, when she finally came downstairs. He stood around in the shiny chrome and marble area, bedecked with oversized plant pots, and stern looking security guards. Somber, suited young men and women rushed in and out of the sparkling clean glass doors, like a trail of ants.
“Shall we go someplace?” he asked, suddenly hopeful that she was wearing her coat. He’d been expecting the worst—that she would only give him a few minutes of her time before returning to her work. But she looked as if she was ready to leave for the day.
“No.”
Her cold and flat reply knocked him back slightly. “Okay, well, thanks for agreeing to see me.”
“I don't have long.” She glanced at her watch. He lowered his head, and looked down at her. Dammit if she didn't look as sexy and as hot as ever in her dark business suit. “I know you hate my guts and you never want to see me again, and I know I have a lot of making up to do.”
