kitchen. Like Wedgewood. I didn’t know if I should put the stuff in the dishwasher last night. The first time in my life I have a dishwasher, and I’m afraid to use it.”
“That’s just wrong in so many ways.”
“Don’t I know it. I gotta tell you, though, the sheets Ben had stocked in there were the nicest things I’ve ever slept between. I swear they must be 10,000 thread count.”
“There is something to be said for quality linens. The only thing better is to have a quality man between them with you.”
“Yeah, so you say. I, for one, am happy to enjoy them alone.”
Rosalie didn’t look as if she believed her, and after that kiss Ben had left her with, Gina wasn’t too sure either. No sex for a year was not something she wanted to think about.
“I heard Ben went back to Idaho.”
“Aren’t you just a font of information? Are you checking up on me, Rosalie?”
“No, but Annabelle gave me a call this morning. She said Ben probably wouldn’t be back for a month.”
“He doesn’t go over his schedule with me. As far as I’m concerned, I won’t see him until the divorce.”
“Oh good, then you won’t mind taking on a new project.”
Gina rubbed her hands together. “I’d love to take on a new project. Tell me all about it.”
***
Ben looked over his notes from the board meeting. It seemed to last forever and he had the darnedest time concentrating on the topic at hand. And leave it to his spry old grandfather to notice. It didn’t help that Ben had woken up hungover. He should know better than to play pool with Trapper while doing shots of tequila. It never bothered him when he was younger. He must be getting old. He regretted he’d told Trapper he’d meet him up at the Rock for night skiing. He really wasn’t in the mood but canceling wasn’t worth the shit Trap would give him if he didn’t show. Ben threw the papers in the drawer of the desk in his new office at the corporate headquarters and shut down his computer before walking over to his grandfather’s office.
When he found his grandfather alone, he stepped into the doorway. “Gramps, I’m going to take off. Trapper and I are going to hit the slopes tonight. I’ll be back late.”
“You just got here and you can’t even put in a full day’s work? Lord knows, you didn’t do much at the board meeting.”
“Yeah, sorry about that. I have a lot on my mind.”
“I told you that you should have brought Gina with you.”
“Don’t worry about Gina. She’s doing fine.”
“Yeah, you say that now. It’s going to take you a good month to get this system up and running. Are you going to fly back and forth to New York City every weekend?”
“I wasn’t planning on it.”
“Well then, how in the hell are you going to give me those great-grandbabies you promised me?”
Ben held up his hands. “Hey, I said I’d get married. I never said I’d have kids right away. Gina and I aren’t ready to start a family.” Ben told himself that it wasn’t exactly a lie. The two of them would never be ready—especially not with each other.
“Ben, you’re thirty-two years old. At the rate you’re goin’ you’re not going to be ready for parenthood until you’re my age. Shit, you just need to go and get that little lady and bring her back home with you and let nature take its course.”
“Gramps, I told you. Gina doesn’t fly.” Ben reached into his pocket, grabbed his keys, tossed them in the air, and caught them.
“Of course she flies. She’s not going to fall out of the damn sky. But it’s impossible to get in the air if you never set foot on an airplane. If you need to hog-tie her to get her on our company jet, that’s just what you’re gonna have to do.”
Ben swung his keys around on his pointer finger. Shit, if he was going to tie Gina up, it certainly wasn’t going to be to put her on a plane, though the plane did have a nice bedroom suite in the back. He shook his head as he backed out of his
“That’s just wrong in so many ways.”
“Don’t I know it. I gotta tell you, though, the sheets Ben had stocked in there were the nicest things I’ve ever slept between. I swear they must be 10,000 thread count.”
“There is something to be said for quality linens. The only thing better is to have a quality man between them with you.”
“Yeah, so you say. I, for one, am happy to enjoy them alone.”
Rosalie didn’t look as if she believed her, and after that kiss Ben had left her with, Gina wasn’t too sure either. No sex for a year was not something she wanted to think about.
“I heard Ben went back to Idaho.”
“Aren’t you just a font of information? Are you checking up on me, Rosalie?”
“No, but Annabelle gave me a call this morning. She said Ben probably wouldn’t be back for a month.”
“He doesn’t go over his schedule with me. As far as I’m concerned, I won’t see him until the divorce.”
“Oh good, then you won’t mind taking on a new project.”
Gina rubbed her hands together. “I’d love to take on a new project. Tell me all about it.”
***
Ben looked over his notes from the board meeting. It seemed to last forever and he had the darnedest time concentrating on the topic at hand. And leave it to his spry old grandfather to notice. It didn’t help that Ben had woken up hungover. He should know better than to play pool with Trapper while doing shots of tequila. It never bothered him when he was younger. He must be getting old. He regretted he’d told Trapper he’d meet him up at the Rock for night skiing. He really wasn’t in the mood but canceling wasn’t worth the shit Trap would give him if he didn’t show. Ben threw the papers in the drawer of the desk in his new office at the corporate headquarters and shut down his computer before walking over to his grandfather’s office.
When he found his grandfather alone, he stepped into the doorway. “Gramps, I’m going to take off. Trapper and I are going to hit the slopes tonight. I’ll be back late.”
“You just got here and you can’t even put in a full day’s work? Lord knows, you didn’t do much at the board meeting.”
“Yeah, sorry about that. I have a lot on my mind.”
“I told you that you should have brought Gina with you.”
“Don’t worry about Gina. She’s doing fine.”
“Yeah, you say that now. It’s going to take you a good month to get this system up and running. Are you going to fly back and forth to New York City every weekend?”
“I wasn’t planning on it.”
“Well then, how in the hell are you going to give me those great-grandbabies you promised me?”
Ben held up his hands. “Hey, I said I’d get married. I never said I’d have kids right away. Gina and I aren’t ready to start a family.” Ben told himself that it wasn’t exactly a lie. The two of them would never be ready—especially not with each other.
“Ben, you’re thirty-two years old. At the rate you’re goin’ you’re not going to be ready for parenthood until you’re my age. Shit, you just need to go and get that little lady and bring her back home with you and let nature take its course.”
“Gramps, I told you. Gina doesn’t fly.” Ben reached into his pocket, grabbed his keys, tossed them in the air, and caught them.
“Of course she flies. She’s not going to fall out of the damn sky. But it’s impossible to get in the air if you never set foot on an airplane. If you need to hog-tie her to get her on our company jet, that’s just what you’re gonna have to do.”
Ben swung his keys around on his pointer finger. Shit, if he was going to tie Gina up, it certainly wasn’t going to be to put her on a plane, though the plane did have a nice bedroom suite in the back. He shook his head as he backed out of his
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