The restaurant was empty of customers when he arrived, though the front door was still open. He walked inside, catching the attention of a bartender who was stacking glasses behind the bar.
Sorry, were closed, he said.
I know, Charlie replied. Im here to see Eve.
The bartender gave him a suspicious look. Kind of late for a sales call.
Were old friends. I was here earlier for lunch. I told her Id stop by later.
The bartender nodded toward the kitchen door. Shes in back.
Charlie peeked through the small diamond-shaped window in the door. Eve had her back to him as she flipped through a sheaf of papers, separating them into piles on a wide stainless-steel table. He slowly pushed open the door.
Kenny, can you bring up a case of the 96 Castle Ridge Merlot before you leave?
Just tell me where it is, Charlie said softly. He watched her spine stiffen before she slowly turned around. He held his breath, still taken aback by her beauty. What had he been thinking all those years ago? How had it been so easy to walk away from her?
What are you doing here?
He grinned. I dont know. I thought I could walk you home.
I drove, she said.
So then maybe you can drive me home?
I still have a lot of work to do, she said.
Charlie let the door swing shut behind him, then crossed to the table. Boosting himself up, he sat next to her, studying her work. She seemed perturbed and he wondered at the cause. I thought we could go out. Get a drink or maybe a cup of coffee?
Eve drew in a deep breath, then turned to face him. Why are you here? Shaking her head, she held up her hand. Never mind, I know the answer to that.
He chuckled. You do? Good, then maybe you can tell me. Because I havent figured it out yet. Charlie reached out and took her hand in his, distractedly playing with her fingers. Hed forgotten how soft her skin was. And how delicate her fingers were. All the little details that had faded over time now came rushing back. How much longer do you have to work?
The kitchen door swung open and Kenny poked his head inside. Eve snatched her hand away. Im done, he said. I locked the front doors.
Thanks, Eve said, glancing over her shoulder. Ill see you tomorrow night.
He gave Charlie another look, then shrugged. Night, boss. Kenny strolled through the kitchen and out the back, the screen door slamming behind him.
Charlie slid off the table. Wheres that wine you needed?
Through that door, down the stairs, second shelf from the top on the right. Castle Ridge Merlot. The 96 Reserve. Bring up the rest of the case.
As he completed the task, Charlie wondered at her prickly attitude. Women usually warmed up right away when he turned on the charm. But then, hed never gone back to one of his previous conquests. Though she had every right to be angry, shed been the one to choose marriage over adventure, stability over spontaneity. Did she blame him for forcing her to make the wrong choice? He cursed softly. Or maybe she did assume he was only here for booty call.
When he got upstairs, he set the case on the opposite side of the table, then leaned over it, bracing his arms on the rough wood edges. So, is this any good? he asked, pulling a bottle and holding it out to her.
Yes. Its very good.
When he got upstairs, he set the case on the opposite side of the table, then leaned over it, bracing his arms on the rough wood edges. So, is this any good? he asked, pulling a bottle and holding it out to her.
Yes. Its very good.
Then Id like to buy a bottle. Do you have a couple of glasses and a corkscrew?
Its seventy-five dollars a bottle.
Then I guess it better be good, Charlie replied.
She set her work down and stared at him. He waited for her to speak, but she seemed to be carefully considering what she was about to say. Why are you here? If youve come for sex, why dont you just say so and stop wasting time with wine and pretty compliments. She smoothed her hands over the stainless-steel table. We could do it right here and get it over with.
You think thats what this is about? Have I even brought up sex?
No, but
Odd that youd mention it. Have you been thinking about it? I mean, sex with me?
Yes, she said. No! Not in the way you think. Ive just been wondering why you stopped by today.
I think we better crack open this bottle of wine, because its a long story. And a large quantity of alcohol would help in the telling.
Eve took the bottle from his hand, then searched through a nearby drawer for a corkscrew. She held it out to him, then fetched a pair of wineglasses from a plastic rack near the dishwasher. Slowly, she slid them in front of him and after removing the cork, he filled the glasses halfway.
So whats the story? she asked before taking a sip.
First, a toast, he said, holding his glass up. To old friends.
Eve touched her wine goblet to his, then took a sip. Old friends, she repeated softly. So what is the story?
Have you ever had an epiphany? he asked. A moment of absolute clarity in your life? When you know exactly who you are and what youre supposed to be doing?
No, she said.
Neither have I. But I should have. I was standing on top of Everest, cold and hungry and not sure I even wanted to go back down. And I was waiting to feel something and it didnt come. Strangely, the only thing I could think about was you.
She blinked in surprise. Me?
Yeah, you. Charlie shook his head. I hadnt seen you in five years. Hadnt even really thought about you in five years. And then, there you were, clear as day, swimming around in my mind. And here I am. He took a gulp of his wine. I just want to figure it out.
So thats all you want with me?
No. Charlie grinned as he circled to her side of the table. Id really like to kiss you right now. But Im doing my best to control my impulses.
A satisfied smile curled the corners of her mouth. Im sorry. I shouldnt have jumped to conclusions. I just assumed you were only interested in- Her gaze met his. Its nice to see you again, Charlie.
Its nice being seen. He leaned forward and dropped a kiss on her lips. Hed meant it to be a new beginning, a way to express the sentiment hed just verbalized. But the moment his mouth touched hers, Charlie felt the ground beneath him shift.
He stared down at her mouth, his breath growing tight in his chest, his thoughts spinning in his head. He wanted to kiss her again, yet he knew it probably wasnt a good idea. But Charlie had operated on sheer instinct for so long that he couldnt stop himself, even if he tried.
He slipped his arm around her waist and gently pulled her body against his, their hips meeting. He found her mouth again only this time, the kiss was far from innocent. He knew exactly what he needed to answer all his questions. And at the moment, thats all he wanted-answers.
Her reaction surprised him. She didnt try to resist, but melted in his embrace, her mouth opening to his tongue and her body arching into his. He had one answer-Evie wanted him as much as he wanted her.
Charlie grabbed her waist and set her on the edge of the worktable, then pulled her thighs against his hips. Though she was four or five inches shorter than he was, this gave him perfect access to her face and mouth, to her neck and shoulders.
We shouldnt do this, she whispered, twisting away from him and pressing her forehead into his chest. After you leave, I wont be able to walk into this kitchen without thinking about this.
Im not leaving anytime soon, Charlie said.
She looked up at him. But you will leave, she stated, her voice cool and emotionless.
We cant stay in this kitchen forever. Im hoping well both leave.
Thats not what I mean, Eve countered with a weak smile.
Right now, I dont have plans to go anywhere. Im happy right here.
She sighed softly, then wrapped her arms around his neck. A week, she said. Thats all I need. Just promise me a week.
But as Charlie kissed her again, he knew that his stay in Boulder would last a lot longer than a week. He needed a new direction in his life and a strange vision on the top of the highest mountain had sent him here.
2
A WEEK WOULD NEVER be enough, Eve thought as she lost herself in the delicious warmth of his mouth. But if he stayed longer, she might be tempted to fall madly in love with him all over again. And if he disappeared too early, shed be left unsatisfied and longing for more. No, a week would have to suffice.
She smoothed her hands over his chest, remembering how wonderful it felt to touch his skin. He was older now, but his body was still lithe and muscular, everything in such perfect proportion. Wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs. If theyd been anywhere but her restaurant, she would have stripped the clothes off of him in less than a minute and dragged him to the nearest bed.
But Eve wasnt that same impetuous young woman shed been five years ago. Back then, shed believed in love. Now, she was more apt to put her money on lust. There was something to be said for pure physical pleasure, without the expectations that romance brought. And even though she still bore the scars of their last affair, Eve felt confident she could handle whatever he sent her way this time.
She was in a different place in her life now, a place where her career came before everything else, including a relationship with a man. A short-term affair would fit right into her schedule. She had a few weeks before the meetings began with her Seattle investors. And the production team was putting together a final proposal on the television show and wouldnt need her to do a sample episode until next month. Charlie Templeton had shown up at precisely the right time.
When he moved to unbutton her jacket, she impatiently completed the task, tossing it aside and leaving her wearing only a simple camisole beneath. Charlie pressed his mouth into the curve of her neck. Though Eve knew she ought to resist, there wasnt any point. Why pretend she didnt want him? Theyd had a past together and the memories of it had rushed back the moment she saw him again.
Her fingers furrowed through his thick hair and Eve tipped her head as his lips drifted lower. But when he reached the last inch of skin above the top of her camisole, Charlie stopped his slow exploration. He stepped back and smiled. I should probably go, he murmured.