He masked his expression immediately giving her a wary look before biting into his sandwich.
Lynne stared at him noticing the cocky way he stood as if he had conquered the world. "You didn't come home last night and you didn't call."
"I slept on site," he explained.
"You never sleep on site," she noted.
He only shrugged not going into any more explanation than what he already had. "I was tired. I didn't feel like driving. More or less I passed out over some plans I've been working on."
Lynne busied herself by making coffee knowing her husband was being evasive for other reasons.
He didn't speak, but took another bite.
"Kristen also tells me you've got a private project in the works."
He stiffened. "What else did she tell you?"
This was the Ethan she was use to with the familiar growl. Now she would be able to work her wiles on him. Moving slowly and seductively, each move made to draw the eye of any man except her husband who only turned his back on her. With two more bites he purposely hurried and finished the sandwich and used the opportunity to get him something to drink pushing past her to get to the refrigerator.
Lynne didn't like being ignored and the man she had devoted her life to was doing just that. Matter of fact, this man had purposely gone out of his way to avoid her for the last three weeks. "What's going on, Ethan?"
"What do you mean?" he asked innocently.
"I mean you aren't doing things normally Ethan. This isn't like you and I don't like it."
He closed the refrigerator quietly and sat on the stools by the sink in the middle of the kitchen facing his wife. The water chose this time to sound off startling her frazzled nerves.
Slamming the pot on another eye, she faced him waiting impatiently for an answer folding her arms across her chest and even tapping her foot.
He looked remotely amused as he surveyed his wife's upset condition. She was nothing like Nicole or should he say Nicole was nothing like her mother. So was his plan for revenge against this trifling woman going to be worth it in the end when he would have to break Nicole's heart? Just thinking about those beautiful brown eyes welling with tears over his betrayal turned an invisible screwdriver in his heart.
Ethan hardened his emotions to this. Keeping his eye on the goal he'd set for himself would make all this worthwhile then he could go on with his life staying very far away from women in general. He realized that it didn't matter what color they were all of them were nothing, but a bunch of trouble and now he knew why his father had died lonely and bitchy.