Paul had glanced over more than once as she worked, noticing her intensity as she studied the materials for her upcoming test. It was a new side of her and it intrigued him. He wondered whether she gave everything she was interested in this much attention. She raised her head, seemingly musing over something she had just read, and noticed his perusal. “Something wrong?” He shook his head and laid down the file he had just finished reading. “Just fascinated.” “An interesting case?” she asked, clearly unaware she was the object of his attentions. “Very,” he replied and rose, afraid he would be unable to stop himself from blurting out too much too soon. “I’m going to fix some dinner.” Carmen put aside her books, pen, and highlighter. “Let me help.” He hesitated for a second then nodded, held out his hand and helped her from the low chaise lounge. But when she would have walked away to the house, he brought her near, and embraced her. “Thanks,” he said and dropped a kiss on cheek.
