Sunny's Love - By Anna Kristell Page 0,4

times.”

“And I like both of them, as well. They seem to be very sweet, well-behaved children.” Not to mention their daddy is hot.

“I have to warn you, even though they’re both very well-behaved kids, they’ve had a tough time getting over the sudden loss of their mother,” he said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

“That’s understandable. I’m an adult and still have a hard time dealing with the loss of my father at times.”

“How long has he been gone?”

“A little over a year now,” she replied.

“I’m sorry, Sunny.”

“Thank you. Dr. Rose and his wife have been especially kind to both my mother and me through it all.”

“We’ll be leaving for our summer home at the beach just about the time you finish your work with Dr. Rose,” Chase informed her. ”This could be the start of a beautiful relationship, Sunny.”

After they’d had dessert and coffee, he suggested they tell the children the news. But when they entered the bedroom, both children were sound asleep.

“I’ll move Ali to her bed.” Chase picked up his daughter. He tucked her into her bed, kissing her goodnight, before walking over to the other bed. He gently tucked his son in, giving him a kiss on the forehead. He took the DS from Brice’s hand and set it on the nightstand. Picking up the remote, he turned off the television, placing it on the nightstand as well. As they walked out of the room, he flipped the light switch, but not before placing a tiny nightlight into a wall socket leaving a soft glow of light in the room.

“The big news will have to wait till morning,” he said as they tiptoed out of the room.

“I’d better be going. I have to work in the morning.”

“Sunny…thank you, I’ll be in touch.” He gently touched her cheek as if he wanted to say more, but stopped himself.

Her breath caught in her throat. It was almost as if he had wanted to kiss her goodnight.

She picked up her purse, quickly told him goodnight and quietly let herself out.

All the way home, she thought about the way he’d said goodnight and went to bed that night full of anticipation of the summer that lay ahead for her with the Dupont family.

The next morning she filled Dr. Rose in on the details of the night before.

“Well, Sunny, I’m glad you’ve found another position, but are you sure this is what you want to do?” the kindly doctor asked her. His concern was evident.

“I can try it. If it doesn’t work out, I can look for something else.”

“I wish you the best of luck then and if you need to leave here early to go away for the summer, I’ll work it out on this end.”

“Thank you, Doc, but Mr. Dupont said that he could make other arrangements for the next month. I really would like to stay with you for your last few weeks in practice.”

“Thank you, my dear. I appreciate that. And I truly hope this works out for you. I’ve heard good things about the man. It’s just so odd the way it all came about.” The doctor shook his head.

Chapter Two

Sunny’s mother drove her to the airport in Moline. After a quick goodbye hug, she wished her luck. “Call me when you’re settled and let me know how it’s going, sweetie.”

“I will, Mom. Thanks for taking care of everything here. I’d better go. I wouldn’t want to miss my flight.”

Hugging her mother again, she gave her a quick peck on the cheek before boarding. Waving, she ran to catch the flight that would begin her new life with the Dupont family.

A short time later, she arrived at the airport in Des Moines, slightly nervous, but very excited about this new chapter in her life. She was met by a chauffeur who transported her to the Dupont home. He was a friendly man and he welcomed her warmly.

“It’s nice to have you with us, Miss Drake. The children speak highly of you, as does Mr. Dupont.”

“Thank you, George, is it?” She tried to remember the names of the staff. Chase had filled her in prior to her trip.

“Yes, ma’am, I’m George and my wife is Alma. She’s Mr. Dupont’s housekeeper. We’ve been with the family since Mr. Dupont and his wife were first married. We worked for Mr. Dupont’s parents before that. A tragic loss, losing the missus the way we did. Alma is hoping someday Mr. Dupont will marry again. Those little ones need