After climbing out of the limousine, he handed Mac the sack before approaching his fiancée. Though her light brown eyes still looked haunted, she broke into a smile when she saw him.
He gave her a quick kiss on the lips knowing what he had to say would disappoint her, but it couldn’t be helped.
“This problem with the romance cover needs to be dealt with. I’m afraid our plans to go into New York for dinner have to be put on hold.”
“Somehow I knew you were going to say that.”
“Drew’s meeting me as soon as he can.”
“That’s good.”
“After we’ve finished talking, I’ll call you. In the meantime, Sam will run you home.”
He pushed her wheelchair to the limousine, then lifted her into the back seat. Catherine and the dog ran over to say goodbye while John folded up the chair and put it in the trunk.
“Promise you’ll phone later and tell me what’s going on?”
He couldn’t look at her in this condition without being aware of her near lifeless legs. Though he might not have pulled the trigger, he was the reason she couldn’t walk.
“You know I will.” He gave her hand a squeeze, then shut the limo door.
“’Bye, Diane,” Catherine called to her.
As the car drove off, Payne put an arm around his niece and walked her toward the house. He needed to get his laptop. “I want to thank you for being so good to Diane.”
“I want her to get better.”
“So do I.” So do I.
“She’s decided she’ll never walk again, but I told her that’s crazy because she still has feeling in her legs. I won’t let her give up! Even if she doesn’t want to go to that clinic in Switzerland, you have to take her, Uncle Payne.”
He held the door open for her and the dog. Once they’d entered the house he said, “That’s my plan.”
“While you were in the village, she broke down crying and said she didn’t want to go through another operation when it wouldn’t do her any good.”
Payne gritted his teeth. “I’m afraid seeing me on the cover of that book has brought back the horror of what she went through at Christmas.”
“Then all the more reason for her to fight with everything she’s got to get better!” Catherine blurted. “At least her doctor hasn’t said her case is hopeless. It’s not like what happened with Trevor,” her voice wobbled.
“You’re right.” He kissed her forehead. “I love you for caring so much. When your mom asked me to look in on you while they were in Mexico, I was happy to do it. Tell you what— I’ll free up some time tomorrow afternoon and take you and Diane sailing.”
“She doesn’t like to sail.”
Payne had an idea something unpleasant had happened between Catherine and Diane. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“Nothing,” came the quiet response.
“You can say that to anyone but me.”
His niece looked up at him with soulful blue eyes. “Diane got after me about reading romances. She said they’re a waste of time and don’t reflect real life.”
Until Payne had a chance to read Manhattan Merger, he would reserve judgment.
“You shouldn’t take her disapproval to heart. She’s a little down right now.”
“I’m not. She’s been like this since you got engaged.”
His brows knit together. “Like what?”
“Let’s just say she has a hard time tolerating me when you’re not around.”
“That’s not true, Catherine. She cares for you enough to have wanted your help with our wedding plans.”
“She only asked me because you hinted it might be a good idea while mom and dad were away. I never told you this, but two years ago at that Fourth of July party on the yacht, Linda and I figured out Diane was in love with you when she told us to run along and leave you two alone.”
After what Catherine had just told him, he realized his perceptive niece understood a lot more about his fiancée than he’d given her credit for.
With so much on his mind at the time, Payne had been oblivious to Diane’s interest in him. If he hadn’t left his office that night… But all the what-ifs in the world weren’t going to change the situation that had shattered lives and dreams.
After finding his laptop in the study he said, “Why don’t you ask Linda to come sailing with us tomorrow, Diane or no Diane.”
“Really?” Catherine’s face broke into a sunny smile. “Thanks, Uncle Payne. You’re the greatest!” She stood up on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. “I’ll invite her when we get together later.”
“You do that. See you later.”
“Okay. Come on, Lady.”
Before he left the house to join Mac in the other limo for the short drive ride to Crag’s Head, he watched the dog follow her up the stairs. The Sterlings loved their animals. Payne was no exception, but after his bullmastiff Bruno had died, he’d decided not to get another dog.
Since moving into his new home, he was gone too much. It wouldn’t be fair to keep a pet when he was away a lot of the time. They needed constant love and attention.
When he joined Mac in the limo he confided, “A few days ago I told Diane I missed having a dog and planned to get her one for a wedding present so she wouldn’t be so lonely when I’m overseas. Apparently that’s the last thing she wants, even though I pointed out it could serve as a guard dog too.”
“It’s not really surprising when you consider her mother’s allergy to them,” Mac murmured back. “Your fiancée didn’t grow up around animals.”
Payne rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Diane claims she’s been in love with me for years, but since our engagement she’s begun to realize how little we have in common. I’m afraid I’m not the perfect man she thought I was.”
Mac eyed him frankly. “Don’t hate me for saying this, but someone should have warned her about the old saying, ‘Be careful what you pray for. You might get it.’”
“You’re scary, Mac.”
“How so?”
“You just took the words right out of my mouth. Last night she broke down and admitted she doesn’t like my home.” Mac grimaced. “Instead of a dog for a wedding present, could we build an English manor along the lines of her parents’ home?
“I reminded her that as an only child she would inherit her family home
