Page 63 of Dirty Little Secret
He opened the passenger door for me as Fox got into the backseat. “Thank you.” I sat down, taking in the decadent, creamy leather seats in his Mercedes. “This is a very nice car, Kane.”
“Thanks.” He closed my door then went around, getting in the driver’s seat.
Fox buckled his seat belt, sitting in the middle seat. “Okay, Mom, lesson number one, I always sit in the middle seat in the back. It’s the safest place in the vehicle.” His father smiled, looking proud of Fox for letting me in on the rules. Then Fox added, “Now, if you guys have another baby, then the baby will go here, and I’ll take one of the other seats in the back. And that way I can help with the baby, too. You know, give him a bottle or his binky. That’s what my friend Josh does with his baby sister. His mom calls him her little helper.”
Kane looked at me and I felt my cheeks heating. “Blushing, huh?” He snickered. “Get ready to be doing that a lot. Kids don’t really have much of a filter. At least, ours doesn’t.”
Ours!
Everything felt surreal. Our little family was taking our first drive together. And we were heading to the home that I thought we might share one day, if everything worked out.
I knew I was getting ahead of myself, but I just couldn’t help it.
Fox piped up, “Yeah, Mom, when I think it, it comes out of my mouth.”
“Good to know.” A smile took up residence on my face, and it stayed there during the entire ride to their home.
Their home that was located in the Charleston Country Club community. Their home that was more like a mansion than any home I’d ever seen.
“Here we are,” Fox called out as Kane pulled into a horseshoe driveway and then into one of the stalls of his six-car garage.
“You’ve done extremely well for yourself, Kane, even for a doctor.” I got out of the car and looked at the other stalls. One had a tall, four-wheel-drive truck in it. One had a Chevy Suburban in it. There was a motorcycle in another one, and the rest of the spaces were empty. “You’ve got a lot of vehicles in here.”
Fox hopped out of the car, coming up behind me. “Yeah, Dad’s got lots of cars and stuff. The boat’s in the shop, getting ready for the summer. And the yacht stays at the marina.”
“Damn.” I caught my slip up. “I mean, dang.”
Kane went to the door then stopped abruptly. “Come here, Zandra. I need to show you how to use the alarm system.”
“Oh, I don’t know.” I didn’t think I would need to be in their home without them in it. “Why would I need to know that?”
“Just in case,” he said as he waved his arm, gesturing for me to go to him.
Which I did. “Okay, I guess so.”
He pointed at the pad. “Okay, I want you to do it. Punch in twelve fifteen, then hit the green button.”
The number hit me like a brick in the chest. “Twelve fifteen?”
“Yes.” His smile grew. “Does that number mean anything to you?”
“It’s the time my baby was born.” I looked at Fox. “It was the time you were born.”
“Yeah, I know. Dad uses that number for everything. He says it was the instant that his life changed,” Fox let me know.
“It was for me, too.” My heart skipped a beat.
Kane had to be the best father in the entire world. Our son was lucky he had him. And I hoped I might get lucky enough to have him too, one day. And hopefully that day wouldn’t be too far away in the future. But for the time being, I was happy just getting to spend time with the two of them.
We walked into an enormous kitchen with gadgets that I didn’t even know existed. “Oh my gosh! Do you have a cook who knows how to run all this stuff?”
Kane laughed. “No. I know how to run all this stuff, Zandra. And I can teach you if you want.”
I was in over my head and knew it. “You’re a lot smarter than I realized you were, Kane Price. I mean, a doctor, and apparently some kind of a financial genius as well, and now I find out you’re a master chef, too. All I can say is … wow.”
“Yep. Dad’s got it all, Mom. And he knows how to work on cars and motorcycles too.” Fox beamed at his father, pride radiating through him. It was clear his dad was his hero—and I couldn’t fault him for that. I was started to think Kane might be my hero too.
Kane finally looked the slightest bit sheepish. “Well, I know a little bit. I still let my mechanic handle the majority of those kinds of things.” He took my hand. “Come on, I’ll show you the rest of the place.”
