His eyes traveled over her, taking in the black sundress she wore with strappy sandals. Heat pooled in forbidden places.“We should get going,” he muttered, leading her out onto the street.The Court of Two Sisters was ablaze with light when they entered. Clay quickly led her to a table in the courtyard. Tree branches decorated with lights created a twinkling canopy overhead. After taking a seat, she took the menu from the waiter.“So, how long will you be in town?” he inquired casually.“I’m not sure,” she replied, trying not to think about the strong thighs that occasionally bumped hers under the table.“If you need help packing her things…” he offered.“No, I want to do it.”“Have you decided?” The waiter asked as he appeared at their side.She quickly ordered the duck, while Clay followed with the crab soufflé. Their eyes met across the table, but she quickly looked away. This unease seemed to be a terminal illness they were forced to bear since that long-ago night.
