Chapter Two
Later in the hospital cafeteria, sitting across the table from Phoenix, Sue brought the coffee cup to her pouty lips, certain that she had never seen anyone look more drawn - or more handsome. With the shadow on his strong jaw — as well as his mood — growing darker by the minute, his spoon clinked as he stirred cream and sugar in his cup.
Over the intercom someone paged for a Dr. Grantham to go to ward two. And near the cashier, a nurse dropped her tray. The clattering echo bounced off the walls yet Phoenix Chamberlain seemed oblivious to it all. His intense gaze was focused on one person...His son.
From beneath her long lashes, Sue analyzed his handsome, Hollywood face — the cleft chin, the straight proud nose. How he managed to look both passionate and detached at the same
