Luke shook his head. Thea was even lovelier than he
remembered. She had cut her brown hair
into a more sophisticated style. She had
remained slim. And he still wanted her.
So
she had married a man with money, but she didn’t look happy with her choice. Luke grinned.
Her happiness or the state of her marriage wasn’t his business. Why should he care? Thea had been a summer fling. He thought of Sue and grimaced. He’d spend a summer fending off her
advances. Was he in for a repeat of a
situation he didn’t want instead of the one that held his hope?
He
needed distance so he could think. Luke
strode toward the tennis court. Not that
he intended to play. He rubbed his right
hand. The injury that had ended his
career as a surgeon kept him from taking part in most sports.
Why
had Thea come? When he’d read the
clipping about the Lodge’s final season and the invitation to former staff
members to meet here this week he had wondered if she would show. She had and he wished he had stayed
away. His life was in shambles. He had hoped the serene surroundings would
give him a new purpose. He feared he
faced a complication he didn’t need. He
wanted Thea with the same desire as before.
Luke
slumped on a bench. He’d never forgotten
the way she had denied their love. She’d
blamed him for not warning her about his age but her friend had told him the
real reason. Thea’s actions during the
remainder of that summer had confirmed Sue’s story.
Not
that he’d wasted his life yearning for her.
Liar. There had been other women but none of his
affairs had lasted long. His thoughts
returned to that summer and Sue’s avid pursuit.
He’d been lucky to escape her.
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