along with appearing completely rested.
The lightweight sport jacket he wore perfectly complemented his chocolate-brown slacks and tan shirt, unbuttoned at his throat. And as usual, the sun had managed to turn his golden-brown hair to a dark honey. As for his eyes, since she had spotted the intensity of their gold streaks a minute ago, she was trying very hard not to look into them. She was too afraid she would see something that would remind her of last night.
Last night . That made two nights in a row she needed to forget.
She turned her head away from him. The Dallas skyline had always been a soothing sight to her, but for some reason it just wasn’t working at the moment. Maybe because she could only see Colin in her mind’s eye. “I did what I said I’d do. I thought over the idea of continuing the lessons, and I’ve decided to stop.”
“No guts, huh?”
An irritating response delivered in a soft, almost tender manner. How was she supposed to react to that combination?
Barely contained anger seemed to be the winner.She looked at him over her shoulder. “It’s got nothing to do with guts. I made my decision based on business considerations. First of all, there’s no way I can clear my appointments for the next few days.”
“What’s the matter? Afraid Dallas will fall down without your constant vigilance?”
“And secondly,” she said, returning her gaze to the skyline, “I’ve decided I don’t need any more lessons. I told you I’m a quick study, and I am. You’ve given me more than enough to go on.”
“Honey, you’re still at the starting gate.”
She whirled around. “ Don’t call me honey. And what do you mean, the starting gate? After last night—” She stopped herself. Any mention of anything that concerned what had happened at the club could prove dangerous.
“After last night, what?”
Damn. She’d made the mistake of looking into his eyes, and she’d seen heat flare in them at the mention of last night. She managed to shrug. “It was fun and quite informative, but I can take it from here.” Surely there were books she could read on the subject. She would have Molly search the Internet bookstores. “Naturally I won’t renege on our business agreement. We’ll develop our land jointly.” She would assign one of her top people to it, but there was no way she was going to personally work with Colin.
“How extremely ethical of you, but I’m not letting you out of the other half of our deal. I feel a moral obligation to continue, plus—”
“Moral obligation? Give me a break. And while you’re at it, consider yourself released.”
“ Plus last night you told me you’d do anything to get Des. I’ve never known you to exaggerate. Therefore,I’m taking you at your word. Now—” he shot back his cuff and glanced at his watch “—it’s nearly nine-thirty. We’re already running late.” He slipped off the desk. “Let’s go.”
She must have missed something. “Go? Go where?”
“I’ve made some appointments for you. Have you cleared your calendar for the next few days as I told you to?”
“No, of course not.”
Before she knew it, he was around the desk, her hand was in his, and he was leading her out of her office. He opened her office door and breezed through Molly’s smaller office to the door that led to the reception area. “Hi, Molly. Please cancel Ms. Baron’s appointments for the next few days. Great coffee, by the way. Thanks a lot.” He opened her office door. “Bye, Molly.”
Molly stared after him with a stupefied expression on her face. “Jill?”
“I, uh…”
He briefly paused and gazed down at her. “Just do it, Jill. Please. I promise you, what’s going to happen today is not going to be near as hard on you as last night. In fact, if you allow yourself to, you’ll enjoy it.”
“Say the word, Jill, and I’ll call the police.”
Great, just great. Molly was in full-fledged protective mode. It was the last thing she
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