Fool for Love

by Marie Force

  "I know she's your mom, but I'd hate to see her take anything away from your happiness. Not when you and Mac waited so long to find each other."

  "You're right. You're absolutely right."

  "She can't ruin it for you unless you let her."

  Maddie stood upright and turned to Janey, a brilliant smile lighting up her pretty face. "I can't wait until you're officially my sister-in-law."

  Janey hugged her. "I can't, either."

  "So where's Joe?"

  "On the island. He was on the one thirty. I stayed over here to do a few errands after I picked up my car."

  "How was last night?" Maddie asked with a salacious smile.

  "Amazing."

  Maddie laughed. "That good, huh?"

  "It's incredible. We just have this unbelievable connection."

  "So why don't you look happy?"

  "I am happy. I'm so happy. That's the problem."

  "You've lost me."

  "Not even a week ago, I was engaged to David. I had my whole life planned. I was in love, content, settled, you know?"

  "Uh huh. And now?"

  "Now, it's like David's dead to me, everything I ever felt for him is gone, and I can't be in the same room with Joe and not want to jump him."

  Maddie giggled behind her hand.

  "What's so funny?"

  "You are. You're madly in love with Joe, and you don't even see it."

  Janey stared at her, wondering if Maddie had lost her mind. "How can you say that? I was in love with David a week ago! When did I become this fickle fannie who loves a different boy every week?"

  "You're not a fickle fannie. You were with the same guy all your life, Janey. He did a despicable thing that you had the misfortune—or fortune, depending on how you look at it—to witness."

  "Fortune." She shuddered, imagining what she might never have known about him if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. "Definitely fortune."

  "Is it any wonder that you instantly fell out of love with him?"

  "I guess not. But how do you explain that I managed to fall halfway in love with Joe in just a few days?"

  "Maybe you were already halfway there but never admitted it to yourself because you couldn't."

  Janey sucked in a sharp deep breath. "Jeez, you don't pull any punches, do you?"

  Maddie shrugged with playful indifference. "Just calling it the way I see it."

  Janey found the insight truly astounding. "You really think that's possible?"

  "He's always been good old Joe, there when you need him, to lend an ear or a shoulder to lean on, to make you feel good about yourself because he had something nice to say about your hair or your outfit or your smile. What girl wouldn't be halfway in love with a guy who always gave her his full attention—especially when her fiancé was never around?"

  Janey stared at Maddie. "How do you know all that? You just met us recently!"

  Maddie snickered with laughter. "I was guessing, but judging by the expression on your face, it looks like I hit a bull's eye."

  "You've certainly given me something to think about."

  "Don't think too hard, Janey. He's a good guy, and he loves you. He really loves you. Why does it have to be any more complicated than that?"

  "I don't know, but I'm sure I'll think of a reason."

  Maddie laughed and hip-checked her. "Just run with it and don't ask any questions." Her cell phone rang, and she tugged it out of her back pocket. "It's Mac," she whispered to Janey. "Hey, babe. About like I thought it would. I know. You don't have to do that." Maddie laughed softly. "Okay. I'll see you then. Love you, too." She ended the call and turned back to Janey. "He's meeting the boat so she can see Thomas."

  "That's good of him."

  "It's more than she deserves."

  One of Joe's employees signaled that it was time to back their cars onto the ferry.

  Janey started toward her car but turned back. "When we get on the boat, how'd you like to introduce your future sister-in-law to your mother?"

  "You know what?" Maddie said with a big grin. "I think that would make my day."

  "Mine, too," Janey said.

  After receiving the deep chill from Maddie's mother, Janey felt sad for Mac and the reception he'd no doubt receive from his future mother-in-law. Why couldn't people just be nice and get along? She tried to imagine a scenario whereby she wouldn't at least try to be happy for her daughter if she was marrying the man she loved.

  The entire situation saddened her, and she suddenly couldn't wait to see Joe. He always made her feel better. Maddie had been right about that much. The rest of their conversation kept replaying in her mind. Had she been halfway in love with Joe even when she was still with David? Was that even possible?

  With her thoughts continuing to churn, Janey drove off the ferry and parked in the thirty-minute lot next to Maddie. When her friend stepped out of the truck, Janey went over to her, squeezed her shoulder and walked with her to where Mac waited with Thomas.

  Maddie stepped into his embrace, and they whispered softly to each other.

  Janey stood back to give them a moment alone.

  "What's going on?" Joe whispered.

  Janey startled and turned to him. "Maddie's mom." She nodded to the bitter-looking woman walking off the ferry. "Not good."

  Joe scowled. "What's her problem?"

  "God only knows."

  As if she owned the island and everything on it, Francine strolled over to them. "There's my grandson! Oh, look how big you've gotten!"

  "Mom, this is my fiancé, Mac McCarthy."

  As if Maddie hadn't spoken, Francine reached for the baby.

  Maddie stepped between them. "If you can't be civil and say hello to the man I intend to marry, then I'm afraid your grandson isn't available to spend any time with you."

  "Don't be ridiculous!" Francine sputtered. "I haven't seen him in three months!"

  "Then I would think you'd do the polite thing and say hello to the man I just introduced you to." Maddie crossed her arms, but Janey could see she was trembling.

  Apparently, Mac saw it, too, because he reached out to rest a hand on her shoulder.

  The two woman stood locked in a standoff for a long moment before Francine rolled her eyes and looked up at Mac disdainfully. "Hello. Now, may I have my grandson?"

  Maddie shook her head with disbelief, and her eyes shone with tears, but she stepped back to give her mother access to her son.

  Mac handed the boy to his grandmother.

  Francine hugged the baby close to her and walked away from them to get reacquainted.

  "Well," Maddie said, her voice wavering, "that was pleasant."

  "It's okay, babe." Mac drew her into a hug and stroked a hand over her hair. "It's okay."

  "It's not okay. I'm sorry she was rude to you."

  "You have nothing to be sorry about."

  Feeling like she was intruding on an intensely private moment between her brother and his fiancée, Janey strolled away to lean on one of the wood pilings.

  Joe followed her. "That was screwed up, huh?"

  "I feel bad for Maddie."

  "I feel bad for her mother. She's so busy being bitter that she's willing to risk missing out on what should be one of the happiest times in her life."

  Janey studied his handsome face. "You're a good guy, Joe Cantrell. And a generous guy to feel bad for her after the way she just behaved."

  He shrugged off her praise and glanced at the ferry preparing for departure. "I gotta go. See you at the party?"

  "Yes, you will."

  "I'll be there around eight thirty."

  "Right in time for the fireworks," she said suggestively.

  He groaned under his breath. "I really, really want to kiss you right now," he whispered.

  Janey smiled up at him. "Really?"

  "Really."

  She chuckled at his tortured expression. "I'll make it up to you."

  "Mmm, you sure will."

  The burst of heat that tra
veled through her body took Janey by surprise. "Hurry back." When he walked away without touching her, Janey felt the loss just as acutely as she'd felt the desire. Oh, my.

  Janey spent the few hours until the party making potato salad, taking a bath and blow-drying her hair. As she applied jasmine-scented lotion, she told herself she was not putting it on because Joe loved it so much. He went kind of nuts over it, to be honest. She couldn't wait to be with him again.

  Maybe she was in love with him. Maybe she had been for a long time but didn't allow herself to acknowledge it while she was with David. Maybe it was time to just run with it, to throw herself wholeheartedly into a relationship with him, to tell the world and let it happen.

  Then she thought of Mac and what he would have to say about her involvement with Joe.

  Maybe the world didn't need to know quite yet.

  After slipping on a red sundress, she contemplated going over to Mac and Maddie's early to help them finish getting ready but dismissed that idea. They needed some time alone after the day's drama. With an hour to kill, she sat down at her computer workstation and thumbed through the files in the drawer. Finding the one she wanted, she pulled it out and opened it on the desktop.

  Memories came flooding back. Transcripts and letters of recommendation and applications and essays. Her professors in the school of animal sciences at the University of Connecticut had written glowing letters. Enclosed in the folder was the rejection letter from the top-ranked Cornell University College of Veterinary Medicine. But she had gotten into number two Colorado State and number five Ohio State. She'd all but settled on Doc Potter's alma mater, Ohio State, when David convinced her they couldn't possibly both go to medical school.

  "What an idiot I was," she whispered as she read over the letters from her professors. Remembering her trip to Columbus, Ohio, Janey smiled and thumbed through the catalog of courses. A zing of anticipation raised goose bumps on her arms. She'd been so excited, so certain of her calling in life. And then David had stepped in and changed her plans.

  "Never again," she vowed. "I will never again allow a man to make decisions for me." She skimmed through the catalog twice more. "But if I'm in Ohio, how can I start a relationship with Joe?"

  "Why not?" she heard him say as if he was right there in the room with her. "Why couldn't we have it all, baby?"

  Janey smiled. That's exactly what he'd say. Encouraged by his imaginary support, she fired up her laptop and, before she could lose her nerve, sent off e-mails to the three UConn professors who'd recommended her, asking if they'd be willing to endorse a better-late-than-never applicant.

  She couldn't wait to tell Joe.

  As she was getting ready to leave, her cell phone rang. Kay Lawrence. Again. Reluctantly, Janey took the call from the woman who'd been like a second mother to her.

  "Hi, Kay."

  "Oh Janey! Thank goodness you finally picked up. I've been really anxious to talk to you."

  "I know. I'm sorry. I've just needed some time."

  "Please don't apologize to me. I should be apologizing to you."

  "It's no reflection on you."

  "Could we get together, honey? I'd love to see you."

  "Things are so crazy this week with Mac's wedding."

  "You need to talk to David, Janey. He has something he has to tell you."

  "I have nothing to say to him."

  "You can't mean that—"

  "I mean it, Kay." Janey regretted taking the call when she'd been in such a good mood. "I know that's not what you want to hear, but I can't possibly marry him now."

  "Would you please wait until you talk to him before you make any decisions?"

  "I've already made my decision, and I won't change my mind."

  "You might when you hear what he has to tell you."

  Janey's stomach began to hurt. "I have to run now, Kay. I'm due over to Mac's for a cookout."

  "We both love you very much, Janey," Kay said, her voice thick with tears. "Please let David tell you what he needs you to know."

  "Bye, Kay."

  By the time Janey arrived at Mac's, the setting sun had cast a warm glow on the yard and the meadow that stood between Mac's property and the coast. Sitting in chairs sprinkled around the yard were her parents, Luke Harris from the marina, her dad's friend Ned, Maddie's sister Tiffany and her family, Maddie's coworkers from the hotel, and some of the other guys from the docks, all of whom greeted Janey with hugs and words of encouragement that touched her heart.

  She had to give Maddie credit. No one would ever know she'd been traumatized earlier by her mother's less-than-favorable reaction to her engagement. Wearing a white top over red shorts, she flitted about making sure everyone had drinks and passing trays of hot and cold appetizers while Mac worked the grill. He looked so happy and content that Janey was almost tempted to tell him about her and Joe.

  Almost.

  Her father came up to her and slid a tree-trunk arm around her, tugging her in close to him. "How's my princess?"

  "Hanging in there, Dad."

  "I'm proud of you."

  She glanced up at him. "For?"

  "Holding your head up. The gossips on this island can be vicious when they get a bone to chew on. You're not hiding out."

  "What else can I do?"

  Big Mac kissed the top of her head. "That's my girl."

  "Could I ask you something?"

  "Anything."

  "Remember a few years ago when I was thinking about going to vet school and David was worried we couldn't afford for both of us to go?"

  Big Mac's normally amiable expression shifted to a scowl. "I don't like to think about that."

  "I know it was upsetting to you."

  "I would've given anything to see you in vet school. It's where you've always belonged."

  "I was kind of hoping you'd say that."

  A white brow lifted in question.

  "Are you still willing to float me a loan?"

  "Really?" he asked softly.

  She bit her lip and nodded.

  "Oh, baby." He enveloped her in a tight embrace. "No loans."

  Surprised, she pulled back to look up at him. "I know you just retired—"

  "Don't say another word," he said with a playful scowl. "I will not loan you the money. I will gladly and happily give it to you. It would give me great pleasure to see my daughter become a veterinarian. Allow me to do this for you. Please."

  Janey smiled at him, knowing she could argue all day and he wouldn't budge. "You're sure you can swing it?"

  "I might have to switch to hamburger instead of steak," he said with a teasing grin, "but I've got you covered, Princess."

  She hugged him again. "Thank you."

  "Now I'm even more proud than I was before. This is the best news since your brother's engagement."

  "Don't say anything about it yet. I still have to get in."

  "My lips are sealed."

  Janey eyed him skeptically. The news would be all over the docks in the morning, and they both knew it. "Sure they are."

  They shared a laugh, but Janey's smile faded when David strolled into the yard.

  "What's he doing here?" Big Mac asked, scowling again.

  "Good question." Janey squeezed her father's arm and went to stop David from progressing into the party.

  Chapter 16

  "What do you think you're doing?"

  "I need to see you, Janey."

  In the faint twilight, she could see that his bruises had turned yellow overnight, and his face was even more swollen than it had been the day before. And was that alcohol she smelled on him? "You have no business here, David. This is my brother's home, and I'm asking you to leave."

  "Not until I talk to you."

  "I'm not talking to you. Not now, not ever." Even though her back was to the party, Janey sensed her father and brother approaching them. "Please leave."

  "You are so full of it, you know that?" he hissed, staggering as he closed the distance between them. "I
saw you, too."

  "What are you talking about?" she asked, as a twinge of fear trickled down her spine.

  "You and Joe. How long has he been keeping you warm at night while I was in Boston?"

  Janey heard her father and Mac gasp but didn't take her eyes off David. "Joe is my friend. You know that."

  "Friend with benefits."

  "Believe whatever you want. I'm done." She started to walk away, but he grabbed her arm.

  "You're making me feel like shit when you're doing the same thing! No wonder why he hit me. He's always wanted you for himself! I'm sure he was more than happy to pick up the pieces of Janey's poor shattered heart."

  Janey saw red, and somewhere deep inside, a switch was flipped. "So what? You're the only one who's allowed to have cheap, meaningless sex?" The instant the words were out of her mouth, she regretted them.

  More gasps sounded from behind her, but one was different. One sounded an awful lot like… Janey broke free of David's grasp and spun around to find Joe staring at her, shock all but reverberating off him.

  He turned and disappeared into the darkness.

  "Joe!" Janey cried, intending to go after him.

  As Mac followed his friend, David grabbed her arm again. "Janey, wait!"

  She all but growled at him. "Let me go. Now!"

  "I have cancer."

  The world seemed to tilt on its axis as she stared at him. Later she would be ashamed that her first thought was that he would literally say anything to get her back.

  Joe wanted to run as far away as he could get. Nothing in his life had ever hurt more than hearing Janey refer to what they'd shared as cheap and meaningless, even though he was fairly certain she didn't think of it that way. David had pushed her buttons, and she'd pushed back. But damn if those words hadn't hit Joe right where he lived.

  "Joe! Wait!"

  God, could this get any worse? Now he had to face Mac, too?

  "Joe!"

  Hands on hips, jaw set with tension, Joe turned, preparing himself for anything from a fist to the face to yet another arrow to the heart. "What do you want, Mac?"

  "Is it true?"

  Joe stared at his oldest friend and couldn't lie to him. He just couldn't. "Yes, but it was neither cheap nor meaningless."