for his phone to call Jen but stopped himself. If heâd come to any conclusions after meeting with his brothers, it was that he needed to break things off with her. And he had in the only way he knew. Heâd moved on.
Countess Anika de Cuaron y Bautista de la Cruz was the sister of one of Nateâs oldest friends, the Spanish Count Guillermo. Gui and some friends owned a string of European nightclubs called Seconds. So taking hissister out for the night was the least that Nate could do. They were like family.
And last night that had been the best that Nate could do. Somehow none of the other women heâd been dating casually had seemed right. There was only one woman he wanted to spend the night with and it was Jen.
But he wasnât the right kind of man for her. She deserved someone who could give her more than he could.
So here he was at a meeting where he didnât want to be trying to figure out why she wasnât looking at him. They were seated in the executive boardroom at the clubâs downtown Miami offices. Justin sat at one end of the table with his assistant, head chef Antonio Caruso sat next to him and head of security Billy Pallson was next to him.
Jen had taken a seat two down from Billy on the opposite side of the table from Nate. Nate had enough ârelationshipâ skills to know that she was pissed off at him. Though that was what heâd anticipated when heâd gone out with Anika and made sure that their photo had hit all the papersâlocal, national and internationalâhe still didnât like it.
âLetâs get this meeting started,â Cam said as he entered the room. His executive assistant, Tess, followed him along with another woman who Nate didnât know.
âThis is Emma Nelson, the event planner Iâve hired to help us organize the party,â Cam said. He then introduced everyone at the table before giving Emma the floor.
She handed out action item lists for each venue and it wasnât long before Nate realized that he wasnât paying attention to anything except Jen. He watched as she tooknotes, watched as she took a sip of her water and then looked away when she glared over at him.
He didnât understand it but it seemed that he wasnât ready to be done with Jen. Hell, heâd known that last night when heâd gone out with Anika but that didnât mean he could change it.
But Jen deserved a chance to have her dreams and he wasnât the kind of guy who could give them to her. Heâd seen that at her home when sheâd danced with her nephew, and in the park when sheâd played baseball with him. Heâd noticed the way her gaze lingered on him as heâd played with Riley. Heâd have had to be a fool not to have been aware of the sexual tension there just beneath the surface when heâd taught her to throw.
Hell, right now he wanted her. If he had his way heâd tell everyone to leave and make love to her on this boardroom table. Jen wasnât the kind of woman who elicited a soft reaction from him. She called to him. Called to the passion inside of him and he wanted to answer that call but he knew that it would mean taking a chance on caring for her.
Caring for her? Since when had he become someone who talked to himself in euphemisms? His entire life heâd never let anything stand in the way of what he wanted.
Glancing across the table at Jen, seeing the way the sun brought out some blonde highlights in her dark hair, reminded him of how sheâd looked out on his yacht.
He wanted to see her there again. He didnât want to back off because Cam had made him think that Jen wanted more from life than he could give. He wasnât the kind of man who gave up what he wanted and he wasnât going to give up Jen.
No way.
âNate?â
âYes?â
âEmma asked who we have booked on the main stage,â Cam said.
âHutch Damien. He will be doing his rap
Countess Anika de Cuaron y Bautista de la Cruz was the sister of one of Nateâs oldest friends, the Spanish Count Guillermo. Gui and some friends owned a string of European nightclubs called Seconds. So taking hissister out for the night was the least that Nate could do. They were like family.
And last night that had been the best that Nate could do. Somehow none of the other women heâd been dating casually had seemed right. There was only one woman he wanted to spend the night with and it was Jen.
But he wasnât the right kind of man for her. She deserved someone who could give her more than he could.
So here he was at a meeting where he didnât want to be trying to figure out why she wasnât looking at him. They were seated in the executive boardroom at the clubâs downtown Miami offices. Justin sat at one end of the table with his assistant, head chef Antonio Caruso sat next to him and head of security Billy Pallson was next to him.
Jen had taken a seat two down from Billy on the opposite side of the table from Nate. Nate had enough ârelationshipâ skills to know that she was pissed off at him. Though that was what heâd anticipated when heâd gone out with Anika and made sure that their photo had hit all the papersâlocal, national and internationalâhe still didnât like it.
âLetâs get this meeting started,â Cam said as he entered the room. His executive assistant, Tess, followed him along with another woman who Nate didnât know.
âThis is Emma Nelson, the event planner Iâve hired to help us organize the party,â Cam said. He then introduced everyone at the table before giving Emma the floor.
She handed out action item lists for each venue and it wasnât long before Nate realized that he wasnât paying attention to anything except Jen. He watched as she tooknotes, watched as she took a sip of her water and then looked away when she glared over at him.
He didnât understand it but it seemed that he wasnât ready to be done with Jen. Hell, heâd known that last night when heâd gone out with Anika but that didnât mean he could change it.
But Jen deserved a chance to have her dreams and he wasnât the kind of guy who could give them to her. Heâd seen that at her home when sheâd danced with her nephew, and in the park when sheâd played baseball with him. Heâd noticed the way her gaze lingered on him as heâd played with Riley. Heâd have had to be a fool not to have been aware of the sexual tension there just beneath the surface when heâd taught her to throw.
Hell, right now he wanted her. If he had his way heâd tell everyone to leave and make love to her on this boardroom table. Jen wasnât the kind of woman who elicited a soft reaction from him. She called to him. Called to the passion inside of him and he wanted to answer that call but he knew that it would mean taking a chance on caring for her.
Caring for her? Since when had he become someone who talked to himself in euphemisms? His entire life heâd never let anything stand in the way of what he wanted.
Glancing across the table at Jen, seeing the way the sun brought out some blonde highlights in her dark hair, reminded him of how sheâd looked out on his yacht.
He wanted to see her there again. He didnât want to back off because Cam had made him think that Jen wanted more from life than he could give. He wasnât the kind of man who gave up what he wanted and he wasnât going to give up Jen.
No way.
âNate?â
âYes?â
âEmma asked who we have booked on the main stage,â Cam said.
âHutch Damien. He will be doing his rap
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