Where the fux had that come from? Unless they had a chance to reunite with the ones they loved. The thought wasn’t as comforting as it should be, probably becausehe was wrong.
Joy frowned. “Yes, she could, but I’m not sure how we can possibly make that happen. She is completely in love with Cameron.”
“The file said Holly had two soulmates. Cameron was one, but Ethan was the other. She’s already aware that a person can have more than one since she said Luca has two. My question is, when Cameron said he wanted her to be open to new experiences and deeperrelationships, do you think he intends for her to be willing to love again?”
“Oh, I can’t see Cameron being happy with that.” Joy shook her head.
“But Cameron isn’t calling the shots here.” And if that was the case and he did get Holly to see she could love again, would he be allowed to keep his job, only to have his boss hate him? Was he in a no-win situation?
Joy tucked a stray strand ofhair behind her ear. “I’m not liking this at all. Maybe he meant for her to find a new passion in life, like a new job or project.”
“Do you really think that’s the case?” He waited for her to come to the same conclusion that he had. It didn’t take long.
Her shoulders slumped. “No, I don’t, but there’s a chance.” She rose from the chair again and strolled toward him. “I want to check on somethingbefore we take Holly to her next visit.” Joy actually shivered before continuing. “I’ll meet you back at the church.”
He studied her, but saw no hidden agenda in her movements or eye contact. “Fine, but we won’t stay long there. Holly isn’t going to want to stay if she can’t move closer and we can’t let her see herself there.”
Joy nodded. “I know.” She paused before she continued. “Thank youfor not laughing at my stupid love story. My only excuse is I wasn’t thinking with my brain.”
Schitz, he would never laugh at her. “No, you were thinking with your heart.”
“You’re a good man.” She touched his arm then rose up on her toes and kissed him on the cheek.
The contact was electrifying, literally. He jumped back as she did.
She had her hand to her lips.
“What the fux was that?”He rubbed his cheek. “Are you okay?”
She ran her finger along her lips, an erotic gesture under any circumstances. He squelched his runaway thought.
“Yes, I’m okay. That wasn’t just static electricity, was it?” She looked down as if to check to make sure there was no possibility that a rug had caused the shock.
“No, it wasn’t.” It was more like opposites repelling.
“Maybe it’s in your house.You might want to look into that.”
“Right.” That wasn’t all he was going to look into.
“I’ll see you at the church.”
He nodded as she phased. Ever the lady, she floated across the room away from him before rising up through the ceiling, denying him a look beneath her dress.
He grinned. If he wanted to, he could get a glimpse of her sweet ass as easily as he’d glimpsed beneath her façade,but that wasn’t his way. If he decided he wanted sex with her, she would know it up front. And if that moment ever happened, he hoped she said no…for both their sakes.
