Stay With Me (The Montgomery Brothers) Read Free Page A

swallowed roughly as his gaze lingered upwards.
    A tiny waist was where a sheer blouse was belted and underneath it was what promised to be a phenomenal body covered in some sort of clingy teal colored cami that matched the beaded necklace around her slender neck.  Dark sunglasses covered her eyes but Mac mentally bet himself that they were either blue or green and knew that either would look phenomenal against her tanned skin and jet black hair.
    He shifted his stance and pulled at the collar of his shirt because it certainly felt like it was getting hot in the airport.  Unable to tear his eyes away, he watched, fascinated by her every graceful move, as she reached over and pulled a large black suitcase from the belt and then did her own scan of the crowd.  When her gaze landed on him, Mac felt frozen to the spot. 
    Please don’t let this be Gina , he cursed to himself.
    “Excuse me,” the soft voice washed over him like silk.  “Are you Mackenzie Montgomery?”
    Mac looked down and almost groaned when his gypsy took off her sunglasses and eyed him warily.  “Indeed I am,” he said and hated how gruff his voice sounded.  “It’s good to see you again, Gina.  I wish it was under better circumstances.”
    She looked down at the ground before meeting his gaze again.  “Thank you,” she replied softly.  A glance over her shoulder had her hoping that he hadn’t come alone.  “Is your father here with you?  He said that he’d be the one meeting me.”
    Mac explained about Lucas and Emma and the baby and he wasn’t sure if he saw relief or annoyance on her face.  Either way, a pair of big green eyes was staring up at him and he had to force himself to look away.  “Here,” he said after a long moment, “let me take your suitcase and we’ll get going.”  When she didn’t make a move right away he stopped and looked at her.  “Is it just the one bag?”
    “What?” she asked, momentarily distracted by the enticing rear view of him.  “Oh, yes, I tend to travel light.”
    “That’s a first,” he joked and started walking.
    Gina had to take two steps for his every one and when she caught up to him asked, “What is that supposed to mean?”
    He shrugged.  “Nothing; it just always seems to me that women tend to pack more than they’ll ever need no matter how long or short the trip.  If I had to use that theory on you I’d have to guess that you don’t plan on staying very long.”
    She didn’t want to really confirm or deny his theory so instead went with being vague.  “I haven’t really decided yet.  I’m supposed to meet with some of my father’s doctors tomorrow and discuss his prognosis but honestly, I don’t want to think about it.  I’d rather focus on spending time with him now rather than watching a clock that tells me when it’s going to end.”
    Mac wasn’t sure what to say to her.  From what his father had told him, Arthur’s prognosis was not good.  He had stage four pancreatic cancer and his heart was failing.  Not a good combination.  She looked to be holding up okay but then again, he didn’t really know Gina that well.  Mac thought about how he’d feel if the tables were turned and it was his own father who was dying.  He wasn’t fool enough to believe that William was going to be around forever but the thought of knowing that his time was so quickly coming to an end was enough to cause a deep ache around his heart.
    Pushing those thoughts aside, he decided to change the subject slightly.  “So, Dad tells me that you’ll be staying in the guest house.”
    Gina nodded.  “I know that I could stay at my father’s house but I’ve never been there and I just thought it would be odd.  Plus no one else is there and the thought of being alone in a strange house was just a little bit intimidating.”
    Mac nodded in understanding.
    “When your father offered me the use of your family’s guest house I was a bit surprised.  I figured I’d just stay