unexpected taunt struck home. Liz practically shook with indignation. It was a welcome relief after all those other feelings she’d been experiencing.
“Don’t you dare try to turn this into my failure, Mr. Lewis. Since you are so cognizant of your responsibilities, I’m surprised you don’t pay more attention to Kevin. Surely he counts among them. If you had, you would have noticed long ago…”
Her furious tirade faltered as his expression suddenly became all hard angles. She’d seen pictures of cold, merciless dictators who looked less severe. His eyes glinted dangerously. She actually shivered as he took a long stride to tower over her. For an instant she regretted the impulsive tongue-lashing.
“I do know my son. He’s a good kid. Maybe a little high spirited, but that’s all to the good in a boy. Kevin and I do just fine,” he said in a voice that chilled. “We don’t need some high-minded do-gooder interfering in our lives. If he’s having a problem with his schoolwork, we’ll talk about it. Otherwise, you stay the hell out of our lives.”
She flinched under the attack, then dared to glower right back at him. This was too important for her to back down now. “I can’t do that. Kevin is in trouble in school and that’s my responsibility.”
“Fine. I said I was more than willing to talk about his schoolwork. I’ll be there tomorrow afternoon, no matter what the damn girders do. Now, if you don’t mind, I’ll be getting back to work.”
He strolled away without a backward glance. Before Liz could fully recover from the unnerving confrontation, she saw the burly, redheaded man who’d accompanied Kevin to the top of the skeletal structure join Todd Lewis. Hank, that was his name, she recalled as she watched them. For some reason, she couldn’t tear her gaze away from the encounter between the two men. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she was seeing a drama of some sort unfold. Suddenly, with a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach, she realized that Kevin wasn’t with them. Even from a distance, she thought she could see Todd Lewis’s complexion turn ashen.
Unaware that she had even begun to move, she found herself not more than a few feet away. She heard Todd Lewis’s harsh oath and Hank’s apology.
“I swear, Todd, I thought he was coming right back to you. You want me to get the men together?”
“Not yet. What exactly did he say?”
“He asked me for some quarters for the soda machine, then he took off. That’s it. Last I saw him, he was in the trailer getting a drink. If he’s not there and he’s not with you, I don’t know where the hell he could have gone.”
Hesitantly, Liz touched Todd Lewis’s arm. “You think he heard us arguing, don’t you? You think he’s run away.”
He turned on her, his shoulders tense, his jaw tight. That furious stance might have frightened her, if she hadn’t looked into his eyes. There was the expected flash of anger, but there was also panic and a touching vulnerability.
That glimpse into Todd Lewis’s soul removed forever any lingering doubts she might have had about the depth of his love for his son. It also left her shaken in a way she couldn’t begin to understand.
Chapter 2
Todd felt like strangling somebody. Right now it was a toss-up whether it should be Hank or Elizabeth Gentry. He glowered at both potential victims, then muttered a curse under his breath. There was no point in blaming them. They looked every bit as worried and dismayed as he felt. Besides, he was the guilty one. He knew how sensitive Kevin was, how easily hurt. He should never have been discussing him where Kevin might overhear the argument. The kid had a way of popping up when you least expected it. Sending him off with Hank had been no guarantee he wouldn’t be back ten seconds later.
“Hank, you take your car and head east,” he said finally, fighting to think clearly through the haze of self-recriminations. With great effort, he kept his voice calm and reasonable. “I’ll go west on foot. He can’t have gotten too far.”
Hank, the most easygoing man he’d ever known, looked downright uncomfortable.
“What is it?” Todd demanded impatiently.
“Don’t forget he had those quarters. He could have taken a bus.”
The already tense muscles across Todd’s shoulders knotted. Only the quiet presence of Elizabeth Gentry kept him from uttering a whole arsenal of swear words. He closed his eyes and imagined shouting every one of them at the top of his lungs. Even the imagery had a restorative effect.
“Okay,” he said with the careful deliberation of a man battling hysteria. He clung to his businesslike ability to remain calm in a crisis, to put his emotions on hold until every last detail had been handled. “Then we’d better take both cars. We’ll meet back here in an hour. If you find him, call me.”
To his amazement he sounded decisive and controlled. He felt as though he were splintering apart.
“What about me?” a soft voice interrupted. “What can I do?”
Todd stared at her. “I think you’ve done enough for one afternoon,” he said in a cutting tone that brought Hank’s head snapping up. Elizabeth Gentry stared back at Todd. She appeared serene and unfazed by his bark, but there was fire in her eyes. That look challenged him to put aside his animosity for Kevin’s sake or further establish her impression of him as a jerk.
“Oh, hell,” he said finally. “Come with me.”
“Wouldn’t it be better if I took my own car? I’ll drive south toward the school. He might have gone back that way.”
“I think school’s the last place he’s likely to head,” Todd retorted, wondering why the hell she’d bothered to ask his opinion, since she had every intention of doing exactly as she pleased.
Her cool demeanor slipped just a bit at his pointed sarcasm. Then her chin jutted up. “Fine. I’ll go north. Let’s just stop wasting time.”
With that she stalked off, her head held high, her back as ramrod straight as he’d once imagined it to be. The effect, though, wasn’t at all what he’d anticipated. Thoroughly bemused, he stared after her.
How had he gotten it so wrong? Kevin’s teacher was no prim, dried-up Victorian maiden. Far from it. She was all ripe curves and passionate indignation. Even with his son missing and his anger fueled, he’d still had the most overpowering urge to tangle his fingers in that flame-red hair of hers and hush her with a breath-stealing kiss. Desire had slammed through him with the force of a hurricane sweeping across the Florida keys. Its unexpectedness had stunned him.
Her amber eyes had challenged him in a way that made his heart pound louder and faster than any jackhammer. Her derision had irked him. Her sensuality had provoked him. The hell of it was, she was also married. Mrs. Gentry. The combination was enough to set off warning bells so loud only a man stone deaf could ignore them. Elizabeth Gentry spelled trouble and it had very little to do with her threats about Kevin.
One good thing had come of the encounter: he knew with absolute certainty now that she would never turn her disagreement with him into a public squabble with the authorities. She’d only used the threats to assure Kevin’s well-being. He’d seen the genuine concern and affection in her eyes, the caring that ran as deep and true as a mother’s fierce protectiveness.
