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CHAPTER FIVE

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CHRISTMAS WAS A BITTERSWEET event. They went to the candlelight service on Christmas Eve as a family and received the warm wishes and congratulations of the congregation on their marriage. Some of the women with whom Desiree had worked on the Christmas pageant over the past couple of years knew that Burley was due to be released from prison soon. Desiree saw the knowledge in their eyes of why she had so hurriedly married a man she barely knew. She was grateful that none of them mentioned the fact to Carter.

Nicole fell asleep on the ride home, and Desiree carried her right upstairs to bed. Carter didn’t offer to help her, and Desiree didn’t bother to ask. She had seen how uncomfortable he was in church, and from the moment they left the service he had been uncommonly silent. She knew he must be remembering his family—his first wife and his daughter.

While she dressed Nicole for bed and slipped her daughter under the covers, Desiree debated whether to join Carter downstairs. She pictured his face as it had looked when lit solely by candlelight during the church service. He must have loved his wife very much to still be so sad six years after her death. Of course, Desiree could identify with his despair at the loss of his daughter. After all, hadn’t she been willing to make any sacrifice to ensure Nicole’s safety?

By the time she had finished her musings she was already at the bottom of the stairs. She took the few steps farther to the parlor, where the wonderful-smelling spruce Christmas tree forced an acknowledgment of the season, expecting to see Carter there. But the room was empty.

Desiree went in search of her husband. It amazed her to realize that she had been so wrapped up in her own agony over the past six years that she hadn’t focused on the fact that there must be others in similar straits. In fact, she had seen with her own eyes that Carter Prescott was fighting demons of the past equally as ferocious as her own. Her heart went out to him. Comfort was something she could offer in repayment for the security she hoped this marriage would provide for her and her daughter.

She found Carter in the kitchen. Desiree couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that escaped when she realized he was fixing the dripping faucet.

“What’s so funny?” Carter demanded.

“You. It’s Christmas Eve. What on earth are you doing?”

“Fixing the faucet.”

“I can see that,” Desiree said as she approached him. “What I want to know is why now?”

Carter shrugged. “You were busy. There was nothing else to do.”

“You could have sat down in the living room and relaxed.”

“I don’t like sitting still. It leaves me with too much time to think.”

“About your wife and daughter?” When Desiree saw the way his shoulders stiffened she wished she had kept her thoughts to herself.

“They were killed on Christmas Eve,” Carter said in a quiet voice. “They were on the way to church. I…I wasn’t with them. I was at my office when I heard what had happened.” He gave a shuddering sigh. “I don’t think I’ll ever forget that night.”

Desiree followed the impulse to comfort that had brought her seeking Carter in the first place. She put a hand on his arm and felt the muscles tighten beneath her fingertips. “I don’t know what to say.”

He threw the wrench he was using on the counter and turned to face her. “I’d rather not talk about it,” he said brusquely.

“You aren’t the first man to put business before family,” she replied. “It wasn’t your fault the accident happened.”

Hawk's Way: Carter & Falcon: The Cowboy Takes A Wife

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