Chapter 41

But she doesn’t know, probably doesn’t even suspect. When she knocks lightly on the door to Ryan’s room, his reply is muffled and indistinct. “Go away.” Dante’s heart hurts to hear the pain in that voice.

“He’s not up for visitors right now,” Mrs. Talonovich whispers in the darkened hall.

Dante frowns at the closed door. “Can I try?” he asks. Just give me a few minutes alone with him,he thinks, watching the indecision play across her face. Let me talk to him and kiss him and I’m pretty sure I can get him in the mood.Of course, he doesn’t tell her that.

Just when he’s sure she’s going to refuse, she nods and steps away from the door. “I’ll be in the kitchen,” she tells him, “if you need me.”

He doesn’t think he will, but he gives her a bright smile and that seems to ease her mind a bit. He waits until she disappears down the hall before he leans on the door, listening for some sound from the other side. Nothing.