‘Oh…’ she said, wiping her green eyes and brushing her red hair back. ‘Fred didn’t tell me your were here.’ ‘No matter,’ he replied. I... Lydia had stormed out, he could deal with Fred by not dealing with him, just leaving for several hours until things settled down a little. Crying women he had little experience with. Crying women brought out a whole mix of emotions he wanted to avoid, especially with a woman he wanted to be cautious toward anyway. ‘Uh… If there is anything I can do to help, let. ” I turned back to the kitchen to get the coffee. “Funny? Why funny?”“To go to all this trouble to get me here, then the brandy, the music. You’re just funny that’s all.”“You don’t like it?”“No, no, it’s just fine. I’m just not used to being treated like this.”“That’s too bad.” I sat down beside her and placed two mugs of coffee on the coffee table. “I forgot ask, do you take anything in it?“Black is fine. This brandy is good.”“Yeah, it tends to go down very easily. I usually like to warm it in. I parked but couldn’t get out of the car. I was terrified of going into the center by myself. These people had all been so warm and welcoming to me at Thanksgiving, but I was with Dag. I wasn’t one of them. I knew that and even though Mrs. Seafeld arranged to put the almond in my dish of risgrynsgröt, it was all to please Dag.When I finally managed to pry myself out of the car (It was getting cold!), I didn’t walk toward the club. I walked around the neighborhood, just looking at the little. No matter how much she chastised herself, she couldn't help the feel of excitement in her stomach-and much lower. Still, she was almost engaged to Vic and he was good to her, not to mention that he was filthy rich. Unfortunately, the sexual desire was not there with him. Although she cared for him greatly, he was almost seventy and had never even made a pass at her. It was definitely going to be a marriage of convenience. He had no one to give his money to and she was a nurse; he needed someone.