Signed and Sealed (21 page)

“What’s wrong?” he pressed. “Whatever it is, I’ll help you. Just tell me.” He seemed so genuine, so caring, that Will shook his head and melted against him. Eli gathered him closely in his arms and pressed him to his chest. Will wasn’t crying, but he was shaking with the emotional control it took not to cry. Elijah cradled William against his chest, holding, rocking, and soothing him with kind words of support and reassurance. “Why were you crying?” he asked again. Will remained snug in his arms as Eli continued to comfort him with his words and his touch.

“I don’t know,” he lied. His voice was barely there.

“You don’t have to worry about Adam Gerard,” Eli told him. “He agreed to deal with John, so I agreed to continue our business. I’ll treat him no differently than I have in the past.” At the mention of the Gerard name, Will stiffened and became very still in his arms. “Has John bothered you again?”

“No, of course not,” he lied again. “Maybe it’s just stress.” Will knew it was a feeble attempt at an explanation, but it was all he could come up with. He wasn’t about to tell Eli he knew the truth, that the jig was up. What would he do then? Eli would take his land, his home, and toss him out. That was what he would do.
I might as well play this through to the end
, he thought. Maybe he would let Will go if he didn’t succumb to his charms. His thoughts were coming in erratic bursts.

Elijah did not believe Will’s tears were due to stress. It was an excuse, but he would let it go for now. Will apparently wasn’t ready to tell him the truth. He would discover the truth in due time and whatever it was, he would take care of it. “It’ll be okay, Will, I promise.”  

How easy it would be for me to lose myself in him and in the end… what? What would he do if I told him now how much I love him? If I told him how much I want to be with him, would he do what he did to John and just toss me out?
It was anyone’s guess. One thing, of which he was certain, was the fact that Eli’s present behavior toward him was contingent on him never finding out that Will had fallen for him.

“I have a couple of errands to run.” He stepped back from Will slightly but continued to hold him. “I would like you to come with me. The fresh air will do you good.” Will agreed, for the simple reason that he, too, thought the fresh air would do him good.

They took the Land Rover and again, like the morning they had breakfast at the café, Elijah bundled up his coat for Will to sit on. In the process of attending to his errands, he also gave him a tour of his estate and explained all of the Hunter businesses and holdings outside of the ranch itself. Will had come across most of this information while going through Eli’s books, but his descriptions made everything so real. He talked and acted as if Will needed to know all of these things, as if it were going to be a part of his future.
If he came onto John like this, no wonder he fell for him.
Will knew the whole truth and yet even so, he was still tempted to believe. Will nodded and commented appropriately, as if he were taking all of this seriously.

Eli introduced him to everyone they met. What caused him the most dismay was the fact that he introduced Will as his fiancé. One man even ventured to ask if they’d set a date. Elijah smiled and told him next Saturday. The man shook his hand and wished them well.

“You shouldn’t have told him that,” he said, in agony over the embarrassment.

“Why not?” He grinned at Will’s discomfort. “As far as I’m concerned, you and I are getting married, and next Saturday is as good a time as any.” He laughed aloud at the look on Will’s face.

“You never quit, do you?”

“I never quit.” His tone became deadly serious. “Especially when it involves something as important as my future happiness.”

Wow, his future happiness depends on whether he can make me pay, in spades.
The thought was deeply troubling.

When they returned to the main house, Will apologized for disturbing his work day. Elijah took his hand and told him sincerely that his day couldn’t have been nicer. “I would gladly spend every day with you, William.” He stopped suddenly, as if remembering something, and turned to Will, capturing his gaze and holding it with his intense blue eyes. “Don’t ever hesitate to come to me if you have a problem. I’ll be there, I’ll always be there.” He spoke with what appeared to be adoration with a touch of desperation.

Will silently congratulated him again on his impeccable acting skills.
That declaration really sounded heartfelt.
A disquieting thought struck him just then.
What I wouldn’t give for all of this to be real.
He pushed it aside. He had no time to be contemplating defeating thoughts like that one.
Saturday will arrive
, he reminded himself,
and life will return to normal. Not half as exciting, but normal.

Mrs. Coleman met them at the kitchen archway. “I have just made a fresh pot of coffee. Would you like to join me?” she asked them both, but Will specifically.

“You go ahead,” Elijah said to Will, who very much wanted a hot cup of coffee. “I have some things to attend to.”

Mrs. Coleman and Will disappeared into the kitchen, and Elijah headed for his study. Gone was his previous good humor, and a dark malevolence had taken its place. Will’s tears were weighing heavy on his mind. The reason had to involve someone else; otherwise he would have told him.
He’s very forthright with his opinions. He must be protecting someone.
He had to find out who it was, and the first name that jumped to mind was Katrina.

“
Hello
,” Katrina answered, timid and wary. The housekeeper had informed her it was Elijah Hunter calling for her. She didn’t have a clue as to what he wanted, but she knew from experience that she’d better prepare herself for the worst. Elijah didn’t make courtesy calls.

“What have you been saying to William?” he shouted.

“Nothing.” Katrina was severely taken aback. “I haven’t said anything.”

“Did you call here earlier? Don’t lie, I can easily find out.” His tone was sharp and cold.

“I called yesterday, or rather last night. I haven’t contacted him today, I swear.” Katrina was very bothered by his accusatory manner. It was one thing to lie and have no one believe her, but it really grated her to tell the truth and have no one believe her. “What’s the matter, maybe I can clear it up?”

“He was crying this afternoon, and he won’t tell me why.” He paused when he heard Katrina’s startled gasp.

“Will was crying?” Katrina laughed. “You must be having quite the effect on him. I have never seen Will cry. In my whole life, I have never seen a single tear.”

Elijah was troubled by her lack of concern and by her obvious gaiety over her brother’s sadness. He disliked this girl more than any human being in his life. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was desperately in love with her brother, he would have taken great pleasure in destroying her. He abruptly hung up. He could not stand to speak with her another moment. She knew nothing. William would never confide in that creature.

Within the hour Elijah met both Will and Mrs. Coleman in the kitchen. He came up behind Will, who was absently leaning on the counter while finishing his coffee, and hugged him tightly around the middle while nuzzling his neck. Mrs. Coleman moved over to the sink and pretended to busy herself in an attempt to give them some privacy.

“I’d like for us to go out tonight,” Elijah said against Will’s ear. “A little dinner and dancing.”

Mrs. Coleman nearly dropped the plate she was rinsing when she heard him. Elijah hadn’t been out on a date in years. She turned her head away from them and stifled a chuckle.

Will didn’t answer him immediately. Eli squeezed him tighter and prompted him with a, “What do you say?”

“Okay, I’d like that,” he answered.
Dinner shouldn’t prove a problem
, he thought.
There will be a lot of people around.
Being alone with Eli was the only problem he had. “What should I wear? I don’t have any dress clothes with me.”

“I’ll have something delivered,” Elijah informed him. “I don’t want to lose you in the mall again.” He laughed at Will’s indignant expression. “I’ll pick you up about seven.” With a twinkle in his eye, he released Will and left the room with an anticipatory, “See you very soon.”

The package arrived just before six o’clock. Mrs. Coleman brought it to Will in the study, where he was finishing up his review of the records that Elijah had given him.
Is it just busy work to keep me from getting so bored that I give up and go home? Or does he really value my opinion?
He would probably never know. He found out that Eli’s accounting records, or at least the ones Will reviewed, were impeccable. There was nothing he could recommend or even suggest. Eli was meticulously detailed. Will rarely came across records this clean and organized.

“Here’s your suit.” Mrs. Coleman carried the garment bag, a smaller bag, and a box over to the desk and set them down. “There are shoes and a tie, everything necessary for a beautiful evening.” She was teasing him, so Will smiled and accepted the items.

“He didn’t have to do this,” Will mumbled.

“No, he didn’t,” Mrs. Coleman stated as she was leaving, “but he did it anyway.”

Will checked his watch and realized that he would soon have to get ready. He cleared away all the paperwork and shut down the program. Before leaving the study, he opened the garment bag to sneak a peek at the suit Eli had ordered. Will was awestruck by what he saw. It was a simple black suit, impeccably tailored from the Armani spring line. Will was impressed but also alarmed by this expensive gift. He checked the size, and it, too, was perfect
. How did he know what size I wear? How did he get Armani all the way out here?
He considered this as he checked the shoes. They, too, were a perfect match to the suit and his size. Will had never in his life owned such a costly outfit. He couldn’t wait to try it all on.

It was seven o’clock straight up when he heard the familiar, rapid hard knock on his bedroom door.

“Come in, it’s open,” he said as he finished brushing and styling his hair.

“Are you ready, Will?” Elijah came toward him, smiling and extending his hand to Will. “You look amazing,” Eli commented as his eyes traveled the length of him and then came back to settle on Will’s face. The look he gave him was adoring, but Will knew what an actor he could be; so he didn’t let it touch him too deeply.

“So do you.” He returned the compliment and took his hand. Eli was wearing what looked to be a very expensive, black suit, a black tie, and a crisp, white, cotton shirt. His cuff links were understated gold pieces that gleamed at his wrists. They were a perfect match to the gold watch he was wearing.

“Just a minute,” Eli said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a substantial gold men’s bracelet. Elijah secured it delicately around his wrist. Will watched him. His hands were strong and wide, yet soft and gentle against his wrist. Their eyes met for a moment, and something passed between them. Something was there, a connection, the truth, reality as he hoped it would be. It was gone as quickly as it appeared. Will lowered his eyes and stared at the metal gleaming so brightly against his skin.

“My gift to you,” Eli whispered against his skin as he pulled Will in for a loving kiss.

“I can’t accept this, it’s too much,” Will answered in a corresponding whisper. The air in the room seemed suddenly so charged that they dared not speak too loudly for fear that something might break. Will could feel it on him and within him.
What is happening to me?
With great effort, he forced his mind away from the touch of Eli’s hands on his body and his lips on his cheek, and focused on his own heartbeat.
Since when did control become such a difficult thing for me to maintain
, he thought, as their eyes met once again.

“It’s yours,” Eli stated brusquely, turning Will back to face him. “I’m not trying to buy you.” His eyes devoured Will’s as he added, “If I were, I assure you, I would have purchased much more than a simple bracelet.” If Will were any other man, he speculated, he could have easily secured his undying affection with just a glance at his checkbook. Although, if Will were any other man, he wouldn’t love him the way he did. Elijah put Will’s arm in his and ushered him out of the room and down to the front hall.

Will felt like a prince as they descended the stairway together arm in arm. He loved every minute of it despite himself.

Before reaching the front door, they heard a loud whistle from behind them. They turned to see Martin standing near the stairs. “Wow, don’t you two clean up well.” He laughed. “I heard rumors about a date tonight,” he teased and walked over to get a better look at the both of them. “You look very nice, William,” Martin said, smiling.

“Yes, he does,” Elijah interjected.