Killing Lies

“What I wondered…that is, I wanted to know…” He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “If the opportunity to have a child were presented to you, would you take it? Would it interest you?”

Sarah stared at Reno. Now, she was really confused. What did this have to do with work?

She blinked. “Excuse me?”

Reno reached across the table and placed his hand on her arm. “I’m doing this badly. Just hear me out, okay?”

She nodded but withdrew her arm, the heat of his hand searing her skin through the silk fabric of her blouse.

“You know I have a six-month-old infant,” he began. “I haven’t done very well with her since Maggie’s death. The circumstances are somewhat difficult.”

“Difficult?” What could be so difficult about raising a child? Not to mention she had a hard time imagining this sexy as sin man with a child to begin with.

“My fault, nobody else’s,” he continued. “I can’t seem to find a housekeeper, and my situation’s desperate.”

Sarah frowned. “Did you want me to check out some agencies? You didn’t have to take me to dinner to ask me that. I’d be happy to help.”

Reno shook his head. “No, that’s not it at all. I don’t really trust strangers, and I’m not comfortable having one live in my house. It hasn’t worked so far.”

“Reno, please. Just get to the point here.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t usually botch things this badly. Okay, here’s the deal.” He took a deep breath and exhaled. “Sarah, I’m asking you to marry me.”