She returned to her office, curious as to the emergency, yet more concerned about Cal. He wasn’t going into danger, was he?
The following days seemed to fly by. The situation in the Balkans was worsening. Several of the analysts conferred and finally made the recommendation to get the client to a safer country. It was a wise move. Their field operative and the client were no sooner in Brussels than the airport closed in the troubled city. If they’d waited, it might have been too late.
But that wasn’t the situation Cal was dealing with, Zoe realized. What else was going on in Europe that required his presence?
Each day she crossed off the date on her calendar. She hadn’t spoken to Cal since he’d been gone. There was enough to do with all the other situations, but she wished she could have talked to him at least once when he checked in with Emily.
By Friday evening, Zoe still didn’t know when Cal might return. She stopped by Emily’s desk on her way out, but his secretary had left early to make up for long hours earlier in the week.
Shortly after arriving home, and changing, she called Chloe.
“Hi. What’s up?”
“I was wondering what you are doing tonight,” Zoe said.
She wanted to talk to someone. Who better than her twin?
“Gabe and I are cooking on the grill. Come on over, I’ll add another steak. We plan a lazy evening doing nothing.”
“Would I be intruding?”
Zoe knew sometimes her sister and her husband liked alone time, especially when Gabe had been gone for a while. Honeymoon time, her mother called it, though they’d been married for years.
“Not at all. In fact—” Chloe lowered her voice slightly “—you’d be doing me a favor. Things are a little tense around here right now.”
“Oh?”
Chloe and Gabe had a passionate relationship. Sometimes too much so, especially when they fought. It didn’t happen often, but when they did fight, it could really be strained around their place.
“I’m not sure I want to be a buffer,” she said.
“It’s not that bad. Come on over.”
Zoe went. It beat sitting around her apartment wondering about Cal.
Gabe greeted her at the door with a kiss on the cheek.
“Congratulations are in order, I hear. But secretly,” he said as he ushered her into the spacious flat.
Chloe gave her a hug and looked rueful.
“I told. I tell Gabe everything.”
“It’s okay. I’m wondering if I’m going about this wrong. Maybe we should have made sure I could get pregnant before doing anything. Though Cal wanted it legal and all.”
“Where is he? He would be welcomed here as well,” Gabe said.
“Business in Europe,” Zoe replied vaguely.
She knew from years of experience not to say anything that could be used as intel by others. Even family. Not that she worried about anyone in her family, but as Cal had emphasized time and again, no one knew completely who was listening.
“See, it’s a way of life for our generation,” Gabe said to Chloe.
“What is?” Zoe asked, shedding her jacket and laying it across one of the chairs.
“That couples are too busy flying around the world to settle down and start a family,” Chloe said.
“Huh?”