Marcus felt much lighter as he exited the club and walked toward his car. He couldn’t get the sight of her smiling and laughing out of his mind. Hopefully that joy would ease some of her pain. It just wasn’t right that she had so many burdens. If he ever figured out who abandoned her to care for four kids alone he would make them pay.
He frowned. That was a mute point though. She didn’t even trust him enough to tell him her name. One pleasant drink wasn’t enough to earn her confidence but maybe if he worked a little more. But one night a week wouldn’t be enough not with his mother breathing down his neck to get married and Elizabeth on his heels. Somehow he had to find a way to spend more time with her, time outside of the club. But how? How could he spontaneously meet her witho
