Chapter Four
Lucky re-entered the office and his eyes discovered Mrs. Watkins’ enticing backside as she leaned against an open window looking out at the scenery in the yard before her. He knew from standing in that same spot earlier that a nice breeze entered the room from that direction, making the heat a slight bit more bearable. He went to stand at the next window over, staring out at the same scene, but really seeing nothing. “I didn’t know where you’d gone. I wanted to make sure you were—” How could he tell her he wanted to make sure she hadn’t just fled the building because of him? “I owe you an apology. I am sorry.” His voice quavered over his apology as her eyes begged him to stay quiet.
Her gaze darted a frightened glance at the doorway as she placed a finger to her lips to sile
