around her eyes. âYou know, I donât believe you.â
âYouâd better.â Em glowered. âIf you find Jonas so attractive, why donât you have an affair with him yourself?â
âOh, great.â Lori grinned placidly. âNo, thanks. I have my Raymond, and heâs a far sexier being than even your Bernard!â
That brought a chuckle. âI donât know about that,â Em said innocently, thinking of Loriâs boyfriend, Bay Beachâs local accountant, with a grin. âThey look about the same around the middle. And with the weight Rayâs carrying, I bet they snore the same.â
She got a glower backâand then a chuckle of agreement. âOK, youâre right,â Lori said fondly. âPoor Raymond. But he has taken on board what you said about the dangers to his heart. Heâs been on a diet for weeks now.â
âThatâs great,â Em said, mildly surprised. Loriâs Raymond was verging on truly fat, and she worried about him, but she thought heâd taken on the role of fat and jovial for ever.
âItâs not much use, though,â Lori told her, still smiling. âItâs just lucky I love him tubby. Heâs using the doughnut hole diet.â
âThe doughnut hole diet?â
âDoughnut holes are the bits you get when you cut the middle out of the doughnut.â Lori nodded sagely. âSo, instead of eating donuts, Ray now only eats doughnutholes. He figures all the calories stay in the doughnuts themselves.â She chuckled. âAnd yet still I love him. If I wasnât so tied up with my kids Iâd even marry himâbut heâs content enough with the arrangement as it is.â
âLucky Ray.â
âLucky me.â Her friendâs smile died. âSeriously, Em, youâll be sharing a house with Jonas for the next three months. If I were youââ
âIf I were me Iâd be very careful,â Em said solidly. âUnlike you, I canât indulge in a love life. Seriously, Lori, do you know what would happen if I fell in love with Jonas Lunn?â
âNo.â Her friend sighed resignedly. âI donât. But I have a feeling youâre about to tell me.â
âYep.â Em was on her bandwagon now, and there was no stopping her. âItâs one of two things. First, I could fall completely irrevocably in love, my passion would be returned in full by the wonderful Jonas, and Iâd drop everything and follow the man of my dreams wherever he went.â
âNot necessarily. He could stay here.â
âOh, come on, Lori. Do you seriously think a man like Jonas could ever be happy practising medicine in Bay Beach?â
âMaybe not, butââ
âOr, two,â Em continued ruthlessly, âwe could have a mad, passionate affair, then he leaves, I break my heart, and I sit around for the rest of my life like Miss Haversham in that Charles Dickens novel.â
âWhat, surrounded by rats and wedding cake?â Her friend eyed her dubiously. âUnlikely! Bernard would stir himself to eat the cake, and your patients would queue even if you were wearing your fifty-year-old weddingdress. Em, you donât think you could be going overboard here?â
âNo.â Em hardened her heart.
âThere is a third option,â Lori suggested.
âWhich is?â
Robby had fallen asleep in Emâs arms. Lori lifted him out, tucked him into his cot and kissed him goodnight. Then she stood back and eyed her friend in concern.
âYou could just have fun,â she told her. âYou could just lighten up, have a fling and enjoy yourself. Heaven knows, you deserve it.â
âIââ
âThe world wonât end if you have an affair,â Lori said sternly. âAnd you might just have a very good time. Think about it. Now, go home. Iâm sorry, love, but my Raymondâs coming to dinner and