Acute Reactions

by Ruby Lang

  Now, his impassive expression made him little more than a stranger and left her just as cold.

  “I’m fine. Thanks, though.” He turned back to the house. “I forgot to ask. What time should I come over?”

  Taking refuge in the anger that rose up from her belly, Rachel let it wrap around her like a shield. She was meeting Colt for their son’s sake, nothing more, nothing less. She needed to remember that.

  “Six is fine. I’ll see you tonight.” Rachel headed back to her car, climbed behind the wheel and closed the door.

  Colt turned back around. He shoved a hand into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys, retrieved his bags off the sidewalk and started toward the house. He unlocked the front door and shoved it open, stood for a moment staring inside before finally disappearing into the darkness beyond.

  When the door finally closed behind him, Rachel dropped her head against the headrest. God, she hadn’t anticipated how hard it would be to see him again. She wanted desperately to forget the night they’d spent together, but every time she looked at Greg, Colt’s face stared back at her. She’d thrown herself at him. That day, she’d buried her mother and went to a local bar to drown her sorrows in a bottle of tequila. Colt had rescued her from herself and taken her home, chivalrous and kind as always. She’d pulled him into bed with her.

  After all this time, it was beyond silly that he still had the ability to melt her knees. Like a schoolgirl with a crush. Now she had to invite him back into her life, into her son’s life. She had no idea if this was even a good idea, but Greg had started asking about his father. The hurt in his eyes every time he asked had a hard knot of regret tightening in her chest. She’d kept her son from getting to know his father for what? Because Colt had treated her like the one-night stand she’d been? The very thought unraveled a ball of yarn she didn’t want to face.

  Rachel stiffened her spine and shoved her car in gear. The night she’d spent with Colt had just been sex. A drunken one-night stand that resulted in the best thing to ever happen to her, and Colt was just her son’s father. Nothing more. Nothing less.

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