Karen Smith - Twelfth Night Proposal

After the young man walked away, the silence that fell over Leo and Verity was louder than any of the noises around them. As they finished their hot dogs, Leo was very aware, again, that he was twelve years older than Verity and he had no business thinking about kissing her.

Yet questions rolled in his head, and he asked one of them. “Are you dating him?”

Her gaze flew to Leo’s. “What made you think I was?”

Leo shrugged. “Maybe it was more his attitude than yours. If he hasn’t asked you out, it won’t be long until he does.” He didn’t like the idea of that—the idea of Verity and that guy in a dark movie theater, in a car or somewhere more intimate.

“I haven’t dated much since…” She stopped and looked out over the lake. “Sean was protective of me. He screened my dates,” she confided with a small smile.

Leo liked the idea of her having a protective brother who’d looked out for her. “Did you always go along with his advice?”

“I should have. Sean didn’t like the man I was dating last fall, but I wouldn’t listen. When you have a twin, a twin as close as Sean and I were, sometimes it’s hard to distinguish your ideas from theirs, where you leave off and they begin. Being a twin is a constant battle to be yourself yet hold strong the bonds that bind you together. So I didn’t listen to his advice about Matthew.”

“What happened?”

“We’d been dating a few months when Sean was in the skiing accident. Afterward, I…I sort of withdrew. I just couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact that Sean wasn’t here anymore.”

“That’s not unusual,” Leo offered, seeing her sadness, knowing what he had felt after he’d lost Carolyn.

“Matthew didn’t understand that I just wasn’t in the mood to go to parties or even the movies. Whenever I was with him, he didn’t want to hear about Sean or how much I missed him. After a few weeks he told me that he needed to date somebody who was a lot more fun, and I realized my brother had been right about him all along.”

Angry for her, Leo could have called this Matthew a few choice names, but he refrained because he could see how hurt Verity had been that someone she’d loved had deserted her at a low time in her life.

Verity had finished her hot dog and now took a sip of her soda. “How did you meet your wife?”

“I built a customized boat for her father. She came along to see the design, and that was that.”

“So…you believe in love at first sight?” Verity asked curiously.

“I don’t know if it was love at first sight. Carolyn was a beautiful, sophisticated, poised woman who could turn a man’s head. She turned mine.”

It wasn’t until later that Leo had realized there was an aloofness about Carolyn that he could never really break through. Maybe that was the poise he had seen at first. That aloofness had never completely crumbled and had kept a barrier of sorts between them.

“Let’s walk,” Leo said gruffly.

When Verity glanced at him, there were questions in her eyes, but he didn’t want her to ask them.

They hadn’t gone very far when a little whirlwind came barreling toward Verity. It was Heather, all smiles and giggles and excitement.

Wrapping her arms around Verity’s legs, she looked up at her with the exuberance of a three-year-old. “Looky. Looky. I got painted.”

Without hesitation, Verity sank down onto one knee before Heather who had a cluster of daisies painted on her cheek.

“You look beautiful,” Verity exclaimed, and Leo’s chest tightened at the sight of this nanny and his daughter bonding. It was evident Heather absolutely adored Verity.

Heather grabbed Verity’s hand. “You get painted, too.”

Rising to her feet, Verity began, “Oh, I don’t know…”

“Let yourself go today,” Leo advised her, guessing that wasn’t something Verity did often.

Jolene and her two boys had come up behind Heather. Jolene’s hair was blonder than his. At five-four, she was about twenty pounds overweight, but she was his sister, so Leo simply didn’t care. Jolene liked to cook and bake. Everything she did, she did with gusto.

Now she told Verity, “They’ll paint whatever you want—from flowers to kittens to parrots. And it washes off.”

“Are you going to do it, too?” Verity asked with a twinkle in her eye.

“I could be talked into it. But my boys won’t stand still long enough for me to have it done.”

“I can take the boys and Heather over to the clown with the balloons if you really want to,” Verity offered.

Jolene’s two boys, Randy and Joe, seemed to like the idea. Randy, the eight-year-old who was three years older than his brother, Joey, added, “And if Mom’s not done until we get the balloons made we can play croquet. Kids are doing it over there.” He pointed to an open area at the southern end of the lake.

“You’re going to have your hands full,” Leo warned her.

“They’ll be fine as long as we keep busy.”

Leo cupped Verity’s elbow. Again, he felt a longing inside. But he realized it wasn’t only desire.

Trying to ignore whatever it was, he decided, “First, you get your turn getting painted, then I’ll help you look after the kids.”

When Verity gazed up at him, everyone else around the lake seemed to disappear. The overwhelming desire to kiss her overtook him once more.

Releasing her elbow, he decided to keep his distance and concentrate on the kids.

Something had happened to him since Verity’s call yesterday. He felt as if he was reacting and responding and living again.

All of it had something to do with this nanny. He just had to figure out where she fit into his life…if she fit in at all.

Before Verity turned in for the night, she decided to make herself a cup of cocoa. Her mind was racing and she knew sleep wouldn’t come quickly…not tonight. She’d enjoyed the afternoon with Leo and Heather so much she couldn’t get it out of her mind.

She was stirring the mixture of chocolate and milk in the saucepan on the stove when she heard the sliding glass doors in the dining room open and close. Her heart rate sped up, and when Leo came into the kitchen, she told herself to calm down. This afternoon had meant the world to her. She’d had fun for the first time in a long time. However, she’d also realized her attraction to Leo wasn’t something she could ignore easily.

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