why did she always need to open her mouth and mess up what might be a good thing? But the hurt lingering in his eyes tugged at her heart. âIâm sorry. Thereâs no reason for me to be snarky and ugly.â
âYouâre right. Thereâs no reason.â He threw his fishing rod to the ground and then headed down the shore line. Thanks to his long legs, heâd covered a fair distance in no time.
Well, I deserve that.
When Mark didnât slow or even return, Alice shoved all her insecurities from her mind. It wasnât his fault she had bumps in her road. âMark, wait.â She chased him down. He kept going. âMark, please.â
He stopped but didnât turn around. His shoulders slumped and he hung his head as if the thought of talking with her depressed him. âWhat?â
âIâm sorry.â Her chest ached as she realized she genuinely felt contrite. Alice scurried around until she faced him. She put her hands on his shoulders and stared until he met her gaze. âReally, I am. I guess falling in the lake just put the period at the end of a crappy week, but still, thatâs no excuse for how I acted.â
âThen why did you do it?â He whipped off his ball cap then shoved a hand through his hair.
Oh man, his curls are every bit as darling as I thought! Alice tamped the thought. Now wasnât the time to wax poetic about a guyâs hair. She took a deep breath. It wasnât as if things could get any worse. Sheâd pretty much hit rock bottom. âI was just mad that you seem to have your life together and youâre enjoying it, despite the not knowing, while I donât. Iâm out of control even though Iâve planned a clear path. I worry all the time that Iâm a failure, not only in the business world but in my personal one as well. My plan isnât going well.â
âYouâre not a failure.â
Alice went on barely aware heâd said anything. âHave you ever felt as if everyone you know is savvy? Or that people in your age group have way more success and theyâre doing stuff you only dream of doing?â She released him in order to walk the shoreline. Contemplating the gentle waves did nothing to calm her mind. âI always thought Iâd be better off at this age than I am, you know? I mean, Iâm not married, I donât have kids.â She heaved a sigh as another round of silly tears threatened. Sweet fancy Moses, is this what it feels like when someoneâs biological clock acts up?
âI donât even have a dog, Mark.â
âWhy not?â His soft question sounded directly behind her, low and as sensual as a caress in the dark.
Alice spun to face him. âBecause my dad doesnât like dogs.â
âWell, you live in the house too, and besides, youâre a grown woman. You have an opinion.â
âI do.â Her pulse accelerated. Having him so close almost made her forget how cold she was in the wet clothes. âAnyway, I apologize. I hope youâll forgive me for losing it back there.â Please, please, please donât think Iâm not worth a second chance!
âThereâs nothing to forgive. We all get hot under the collar at times. Donât believe me? Try living with my grandma.â He winked as he lifted her chin with a finger. âAnd, for the record, I donât think youâre out of control. In fact,â he closed the small distance between them until their bodies barely touched, âyouâre the most perfect person Iâve had the pleasure of knowing.â His eyes sparkled with humor while his grin warned her of mischief.
Butterflies did acrobatic maneuvers in her belly. Oh wow, heâs going to kiss me. Then her mind put up an Out to Lunch sign as Mark pressed his lips to hers. She laid a palm against his chest and let her eyes flutter closed. Kissing him felt like the times as a child when sheâd