Anything Eliza could do to help would be appreciated.

Not knowing if he was dead or alive killed a small piece of her spirit. She applauded Eliza’s courage to come forward and then went on to ask if there was a way she could get in touch with her son who also entered the witness protection program years ago.

Inside was a handwritten letter from a woman who lived in the desert community of Lancaster. The mail started arriving at the local campaign office, and I’m told there is more at the headquarters in Sacramento and San Francisco.”Įliza picked an envelope at random and tore it open. “The sympathetic public has a big soft spot for you and your plight. “For me?” She eyed the mail with a frown. “This is for you,” he said as he dropped dozens of letters on the kitchen counter. The magnitude of what she’d done, by telling the world, drove home when Jay arrived early Tuesday morning with an armful of mail. Eliza’s cell phone rang continuously with offers for exclusive interviews-all of which she ignored. The news of her past didn’t stop with the local broadcasts. Yet, as she slipped into slumber and he lay awake, he wasn’t so sure.Įliza languished around the house for two full days following the Hollywood dinner. He brushed the back of her hair with his hand. “We did the right thing tonight… Right?” she finally asked. Instead, she burrowed her head into his chest. She noticed his unease but didn’t call attention to it. He sat motionless and knew his grin faded. “I’ll take it to the grave,” she told him.Īnd as quick as her words, his mind shot to a vision of her still and lifeless. Her lips slid into an infectious grin as she giggled. She attempted to keep a straight face and failed. She let loose a playful fist on his chest. He cocked his head to the side and remained silent. “Are you telling me you argued with me just to get a rise out of me?” I fear for anyone who truly stands in the way of you getting what you want.”Įliza lifted her knee high on his hip. You, my little fireball, are fresh air on a stale day. The passion when you know you’re right and someone begs to differ.

“You should see the spark in your eyes when someone gets under your skin.

He played with her hip and pulled the covers over them. “Then why did you argue with everything I said?” You sparked my curiosity, made me want… But hate was never an adjective to describe my feelings toward you.” No two people could repel that much and not be so very good together.” He kissed her nose, sensing she was reading something inappropriate into his words. I think you flirted with every man there.” Samantha and Blake had just married, and we were both invited to their reception in Europe. “Yeah.” He moved to her side but gathered her close.

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