/**/ CHAPTER FIVE   ‘Yeah.’ Zach answered Lily’s question in a tone gravelled by the suppressed need inside him. ‘I don’t think Daniel will be able to do anything else.’ Lily didn’t hear his words. She had already walked away, and that was probably just as well, because Zach really wasn’t himself. He hadn’t been himself since she’d walked into his office that first Monday and started to reorder his working life, as a matter of fact. And his comment hadn’t been about Daniel, but about himself. He had kissed Lily. Madly, deeply, in front of a room full of people. He wanted to do it again, in private, and never, ever stop. He couldn’t convince himself to let it be. So he’d sent her away to dance with his brother, but so far separation didn’t seem to be helping. Lily headed straight for Daniel, hips wiggling, one arm stretched out to the boy as her finger beckoned him forward. It had the desired effect. Daniel broke into a grin and was soon on the floor, laughing and showing her a few moves that weren’t too bad for an eleven-year-old whose feet tended to get in his way.
