Still, they were desperate for her business. Im sorry, he said. Maybe I should ring you back after Ive had my coffee.
Perhaps that would be best, she said. Ill speak with you later. Ring me at twelve forty-five my time. That would be three forty-five for you. I have a twenty-minute opening in my schedule and we can work out the final details.
Rogan rubbed his forehead. If it was nine in the morning where he was in Auckland, then it was seven in the morning in Sydney, where she lived. Do you always get to work this early? he asked.
I dont need much sleep, she said. Ill talk to you later.
All right. Catch you later.
Rogan flopped back down on the bed and threw his arm over his eyes. A few seconds later, Kaylee pressed a kiss to his chest. He looked down to see her smiling at him, her blond hair tumbled around her face. Good morning, she said.
Morning, he replied. Sorry about that.
No worries, she replied. Its time to get up. Ive got a lot of packing to do today.
Rogan frowned. Packing? Are you going on holiday?
Kaylee gave him an uneasy smile. No. Actually, Im relocating.
Really? Getting a new place?
More like a...a new life, she said. She sat up beside him and pulled the bedcovers up around her naked body. I meant to tell you last night, but then we had a few drinks and things got randy between us. Im moving down to Christchurch with Denny Fitzgerald. Hes gotten a promotion and he asked if Id come with him. And I said yes.
Wait, Rogan said, shaking his head. You and Denny?
Kaylee shrugged. Yeah. Hes a nice guy, Rogan. Weve been getting closer. Hes sweet and he loves me and he wants to make a life with me. And hes around.
When did this happen?
Its been going on for about a year, but nothing official. Until now, that is.
Why havent I heard about it?
I dont know. Maybe because youre never home. Listen, youre a nice bloke, Rogan, but a girl cant live on a few weeks of incredible sex three or four times a year. As good as it all is, its just not enough. I want something...more. I want a husband and a family. Denny can give that to me.
I could do more for you, Rogan said. But even as the words came out of his mouth, he realized they werent true. If he really had wanted more with Kaylee, he would have made it happen. Hed been perfectly content with what theyd hadgreat sex every two or three months when he happened to be home...and then not a moment spent worrying about her in between.
Kaylee reached out and smoothed her hand over his cheek. Thats just what you think you want, she murmured. But I know you. You could never be tied down. Its just not you.
Yeah, Rogan muttered. But occasionally I wish it was.
A wistful smile curled the corners of her mouth. Denny and I are going to be very happy.
Rogan reluctantly nodded. I hope he appreciates what a great girl hes getting.
I think he does. She crawled over him and began to search the bedroom for her panties. Youll find someone else. Women are always attracted to men like you. At least for a while.
Rogan watched silently as Kaylee slipped into her clothes. He wanted to pull her back into bed and have his way with her just once more. But that would serve only one purposeto make him feel worse about her leaving. Of all the girls hed dated, shed been his favorite. Though he and Kaylee had never defined their relationship, beyond enjoying each other in the bedroom, hed still looked forward to seeing her again at the end of every trip. She was sweet and sexy and undemandingalways satisfied with what he had to offer. Until now.
She plopped down on the bed and tugged on her shoes, then turned to him. So, I guess its goodbye, then.
I guess so, Rogan murmured.
She bent over him and brushed a quick kiss on his lips. Its been fun. And Ill miss you. Take care and dont fall off any mountains.
Rogan reached up and smoothed a strand of flaxen hair out of her eyes. Ill miss you, too.
She laughed, her eyes sparkling with a devilish glint. No, you wont. Youll have a new girl in your bed by the end of the week.
Kaylee jumped up and walked to the door, turning back just once to blow him a kiss. Ta ta, Rogan. Have a nice life.
Ta ta, Kaylee. Take care.
He listened to her footsteps as they echoed through the cottage, then shut his eyes as the front door closed. Bloody hell, he muttered.
The sound of the front door opening ended his temporary depression and Rogan grinned. Maybe shed changed her mind already. Denny Fitzgerald was a tosser, and no sane woman would choose him. Back so soon? he shouted.
Its me.
A few moments later, Rogans older brother, Mal, walked through the bedroom door. I met Kaylee on the way out. Rotten news, that.
Rogan cursed softly, then crawled out of bed and grabbed his jeans, tugging them on as he walked to the loo. When did you find out about her and Denny Fitzgerald?
Dana told me a few months ago. I assumed you knew. Dana, their sister, usually wasnt great about keeping a secret.
Just found out this morning, Rogan said as he began to brush his teeth. Cant say I blame her. I cant offer her much of a life. He looked out the bathroom door. What are you doing here?
Mal held up a large envelope. I brought you this. Its the first three chapters of the biography Amy is writing about Dad. I thought you might like to read it. Its quite good, if I can say so about my own girlfriends writing.
Rogan grabbed a towel and wiped his mouth, then wandered back out to the living room. When he didnt grab the envelope right away, Mal shrugged and dropped it on the table in front of the sofa.
Rogan wasnt sure how he felt about everything that was happening in regards to Max Quinn. The book, the expedition to recover his body from Everest and the publicity that was sure to follow. He understood why Mal was so keen on it all, but there was some instinct buried deep inside Rogan that shouted caution.
But then, Rogan knew more about his father than Mal didthan Mal wanted to know. Hed first heard the rumors about their father on a trekking expedition to Annapurna. A few blokes from another team were chatting over dinner and the conversation had turned to women climbers, and one in particular. Annalise Montgomery. He hadnt meant to eavesdrop, but when he heard his fathers name mentioned, he spun around to face the other climbers. The pair quickly went silent when they recognized him and theyd refused to say more. Rogan wished that had been the end of it.
Rogan sat down on the sofa and regarded the envelope pensively, then reached out to pick it up. Are you sure you really want to open all this up again, Mal? What if we find out something we dont want to know? Something that hurts Mum?
She thinks the book is a good idea, Mal said.
But shes still wobbling on the expedition. She said as much to me last week, Rogan countered.
Shell come round. Weve almost worked out the funding. And you cant tell me youre not interested in climbing Everest.
Truthfully, Rogan was interested in the climb. He wouldnt have clients to worry about and it would be different. Max Adrenaline had never offered an Everest expedition in deference to his mother. Still, he didnt expect that she was going to approve of all three of her sons climbing the peak that had killed her husband.
Truthfully, Rogan was interested in the climb. He wouldnt have clients to worry about and it would be different. Max Adrenaline had never offered an Everest expedition in deference to his mother. Still, he didnt expect that she was going to approve of all three of her sons climbing the peak that had killed her husband.
I still think we ought to discuss the book, Rogan said. All of us. You, me, Ryan and Dana.
Mal shrugged. Getting all four of us together at one time is nearly impossible. And what difference would it make? He stood up. Now, I have to find my old bike. Have you seen it? Ryan was using it last winter. Amy wants a bike with a basket so she can run errands around town without the car.
Havent a clue. Why dont you just buy her a new bike?
I suggested that, but shes on an austerity kick right now. She says we should start saving our money. So we can start a family.
Youre not even married yet, Rogan said, staring at his brother.
I know. But were talking about making it official. And after that, who can say. We both want kids, so it might happen sooner rather than later.
Jaysus, Mal, things are moving a bit fast, dont you think?
No, Mal said, shaking his head. Now that weve decided we want to be together, were moving forward. Just as Dad always said, one foot in front of the other. Thats the only way to get anywhere in life.
How is that going to affect your schedule?
Amy realizes well have to be apart for long periods of time. But she says she understands thats the way it has to be. Well work it out. Although I would like to cut back a bit on leading the long trips. I was hoping to talk to you and Ryan about that.
Rogan ran his fingers through his tousled hair. So much for his own plans to leave the family business behind. Now that Mal was talking about marriage, that would leave only Ryan to guide the big expeditions and he couldnt do it alone. The business and the family would surely suffer.
Sure, Rogan said. No problem.
Great. Itll only be for a while. Business is going to pick up and well be able to afford to hire more guides. At some point, Id like to take just a few trips a year.
Rogan pushed to his feet. Max Adrenaline had always been Mals baby. He was the one whod convinced Rogan and Ryan to sign on. And now, he was the one anxious to step back. So you managed to find the one woman in the entire bleedin world who was willing to put up with the lifestyle. How did you manage that?
He brushed past Mal and walked to the kitchen, his frustration slowly simmering. Why were things always so much easier for Mal? It always seemed as though he had complete control over everythinghis life, his emotions, his women.
Dont take your pissy attitude out on me, Mal said as he followed him through the back. Its not my fault Kaylee decided to run off with Fitzgerald.
Rogan drew a deep breath before he began to make a pot of coffee. Its not her. I just had a bad start to my day.
In truth, he couldnt remember the last time hed had a good start to his day. Nothing seemed to move him anymore, not even the view from the top of a mountain or the smell of a deep, damp rain forest. There was something missing, but he couldnt put his finger on it.
Had he been free to live his life as he pleased, hed probably escape to some monastery in Tibet and try to suss it all out. But he had responsibilities he couldnt escape, responsibilities that Mal reminded him of nearly every day.
Well, chin up, Mal said, repeating another familiar family phrase.
That was how the Quinns had always dealt with problemschin up, one foot in front of the other, stiff upper lip.
Right-o, Rogan muttered.
Besides, your new client cant be as bad as youre making out, Mal said.
She rang this morning with yet another list of things she wants to discuss. Is there a nit she hasnt picked yet? Im thinking I ought to pass her off to you. You could handle her nagging better than me.
Shes your client, Mal said. And whats that supposed to mean? I can handle the nagging?
Rogan chuckled. Youre the one with a permanent woman in your life.
Yeah. But Amy doesnt nag me.
Never?
Mal shook his head. No. In fact, we get on quite well. I love being with her. There isnt anyone Id rather spend my time with.
Why? Rogan asked. What is it about her? Why is she so special?
Mal sat silently for a long moment as he tried to put his thoughts into words. She makes me laugh. And I make her laugh. I reckon if we have that then theres not much thats going to tear us apart.
Rogan leaned back into the sofa and closed his eyes. Maybe that was what he was missingsomeone who could make him laugh. Someone who would always be there to brighten up his days and nights.
Its a weeklong trip right here on the North Island, Mal murmured. Youve taught survival skills how many times? Its good money. Just get it done. Youll be home and hosed before you know it.
Yeah, yeah, Rogan admitted. How are antibacterial wipes required for survival? And she seems to be unusually obsessed with the amount of toilet tissue Ill be bringing along. You can see why I have my concerns. I get the feeling Im going to be babysitting a lot of needy children rather than five adults.
Keep her happy, Mal said. This is a whole new market for us. Besides, she paid up front and weve spent the money already.
Thats probably why she paid in advance. Just so I couldnt cancel. He sighed. Ill get through it. Maybe not with my sanity intact, but Ill make it work.
Good, Mal said. Now put a shirt on and Ill take you to brekkie. And then well go over Dr. Mathisons lists and make sure everything is confirmed.
Do you think I ought to go after her? Rogan asked.
Dr. Mathison?
No. Kaylee. Maybe shes the one who can make me laugh and I just havent sussed that out yet. Id hate for her to marry that tosser before I was sure of how I really felt about her.
Believe me, Mal said, if you loved her, youd know it. It would hit you like a brick to the head and a kick to the gut. Trust me on this.
Rogan glanced over at his brother. He really had no choice but to trust him. Mal was the only one of his siblings whod owned up to experiencing that emotion. Though Rogan would understand if Kaylee wasnt the one for him, he couldnt imagine there was anyone better out there. Not that he ever wanted to fall in love like Mal.
For now, hed focus on his next trip, and making sure Dr. Claudia Mathison was pleased with the experience. He could worry about the rest of his life later.
* * *
CLAUDIA WATCHED AS the baggage carousel began to turn. She bit back a yawn as she observed her five patients, all in various states of distress. Theyd finally managed to get on a plane from Sydney to Auckland after three aborted attempts to board. Then the three-hour flight had been a stress-filled nightmare, as every one of the five had had some complaint.
Emma Wilson, her germophobe, had spent the flight washing every surface around her with antibacterial wipeswhile wearing a surgical mask. The claustrophobic Millie Zastrow had paced the aisle between her seat and the bathroom like a caged animal. Eddie Findlay, who was agoraphobic, spent the flight muttering to himself from beneath a blanket and scaring away the passengers sitting around him. Leticia Macullum had self-medicated with wine to the point that she fell asleep shortly after takeoff and hadnt even been bothered by the height, usually a crippling fear for her. And Marshall Block had spent his time carefully surveying the floor for any errant pests that might have taken up residence on the plane, as he was an insectophobe.