Mac wanted to growl at Elyse, he didn"t like the way she was pushing herself back to work, but she was a grown woman and got to make her own decisions, no matter what he thought about them. He wanted to tell her she was being stupid, but he was only her neighbor, her friend and maybe as far as her lover, but he didn"t think he had the right to tell her to do, or not do, anything. All he could do was tell her what he thought and sit, or stand, by and watch her do what she thought was right.
He finished the dishes then turned to where she sat at the table watching him.
"What now?" he asked as he tugged her to her feet and pulled her against him. He liked having here there, snug against his belly or side. The warmth of her body reassured him she was there and okay.
He could still picture
