She hated the way she noticed the strength in his hands and wrists and the shivery sensation in her belly as she studied the stubble darkening his jaw. His voice sent ripples of need dancing along her spine and the darkness of the night made her think of bed and tangled sheets. She tried to convince herself it was a lack of male companionship that made her overreact to her new boss, but she was afraid it wasn’t that simple. Something chemical happened when she was around the man and she didn’t know how to make it stop.
Conversation, she told herself as her breathing increased slightly. Talk about something normal and maybe he won’t notice the sexual tension in the air. “What sent you into the army?” she asked.
“I didn’t want to go to college. I liked sports, but I wasn’t a big fan of school. I wanted to see the world.”
“Did you?”
He picked up a cookie. “I saw a lot of places I didn’t want to see.”
“Is that where you met your wife?”
He bit into the cookie and chewed. “No. She and I had dated in high school. We married right before I enlisted.”
It sounded so normal. A guy marrying his high school sweetheart. Ashley looked at Jeff and frowned. She couldn’t imagine a moment of it. “You two were pretty young,” she said.
“Agreed. Too young. I’d signed up for four years. From day one I knew I’d found where I belonged. I was sent into special operations almost right away. Nicole and I had thought we would be together after boot camp, but that didn’t happen. They didn’t allow dependents in the places I went, so we were apart more than we were together. That was hard on both of us.”
“Marriage is difficult under the best of circumstances,” she pointed out, trying not to notice the intimacy of the night. The overhead light illuminated the table, but the rest of the kitchen was in shadows. Outside, the darkness was silent. There weren’t even any cars driving by.
“Things changed,” he said. “I had assignments that were
” He hesitated as if searching for the right word. “Challenging. I couldn’t talk about most of what I did, and what I could talk about she didn’t want to hear. After a while we stopped talking.”
Ashley knew he’d seen things she couldn’t even imagine. There were horrors in the world that no sane person would want to know about. But what of the people who had no choice but to live through those experiences?
“You changed,” Ashley said, making a statement rather than asking a question.
His gaze sharpened. “That’s what Nicole said.”
“Wasn’t she telling the truth? How could those circumstances not change you?”
“You’re right.” He stared into the distance, as if exploring his past. “In the end she decided it was easier to leave than to make the marriage work.”
“Do you regret that?”
“No.”
She wondered if he was telling the truth. “Accepting that a relationship isn’t going to work is really tough,” she said, then nibbled on a cookie. “I had to make that decision when I was married to Damian. When it was just the two of us, his irresponsibility didn’t seem like such a big deal, but after Maggie was born, it mattered more.”
She sipped her milk. “Some of the reason I resisted the truth was that I didn’t want to admit that I’d made a wrong decision. I’d been so sure he was the one. But within the first couple of months, I knew he wasn’t. Still, I tried to fix him. I tried to make him see that working hard at a good job was better than all his dreams about getting rich quick. I wanted the marriage to work.”
“Wanting isn’t always enough.”
She sighed. “I learned that one in spades. Finally I saw that the only person I could save was myself. Damian was getting involved in some scary stuff. I couldn’t risk that. I had a daughter to take care of. So I left and hoped he would save himself.”
She stared at the table, then began pushing around the cookie crumbs. “It’s like with my mom. After my sister was killed, Mom just lost it. Physically she was in the room, but her mind was somewhere else. I begged her to stay with me, to get better, but I couldn’t fix her or save her.”
Her throat tightened. She didn’t usually allow herself to think about her pastcertainly not the time when she lost both her sister and her mother, albeit in different ways.
“You’re strong,” Jeff told her. “A lot of people would have cracked under the pressure, but you survived. That’s admirable. You kept your head and your sense of humor.”
His praise made her flush. “Yeah, well, sometimes that’s all I did have. At least until Maggie. Now she keeps me focused on what’s important. As long as we’re together we’ll be fine.”
“Your daughter is very lucky. I respect you, Ashley. I know this has been a difficult time for you. I won’t do anything to betray your trust in me.”
She looked up and met his steady gaze. Suddenly the room was filled with crackling electricity. She felt mesmerized and incapable of thinking for herself.
Jeff stood. Involuntarily she found herself doing the same. Her chest was tight. Her fingers began to tremble. As he moved around the table, she knew with a certainty that she couldn’t explain that he was going to kiss her. Right there in the kitchen. Her heart thundered, her breath came in gasps. Anticipation filled her as her breasts seemed to swell and that secret place between her legs grew damp.
Now, she thought desperately as he got closer. The world around them faded. There was only the night and the man.
They stood less than a foot apart. She kept herself from reaching for him because she desperately wanted him to touch her first. She knew how it would be between them. An explosion. There would be nothing subtle or gentle, but she found she didn’t mind that.
“Good night, Ashley,” he murmured, and then he was gone.
Her lips parted and she gasped a protest, but it was too late. As quickly as it had blossomed to life, the moment died, leaving her feeling cold and incredibly alone.
Had she been wrong? Hadn’t he planned to kiss her? She would have sworn he’d been thinking about it as much as she had. Yet he’d resisted.
She wanted to run after him. She wanted to follow him and beg him to take her, to say that they didn’t need promises or commitments. She would accept just the moment and expect nothing more. Instead she sank onto her chair and closed her eyes.
She was a single mothershe couldn’t afford to live for moments. She had to be responsible. Whatever insanity caused her to think such thoughts about Jeff had to be ignored. Did she really plan to have sex with her boss? Talk about stupid. She was staying in the man’s house.
She sucked in a deep breath and forced herself to resume her studying. She had a lot of work to get through before she could go to bed, and the alarm would go off very early. But instead of numbers and text, she saw Jeff’s gray eyes. She remembered the fire she’d seen burning there and wondered how she’d ever thought his eyes were cold.
*
Ashley hovered outside of Jeff’s at-home office. She didn’t like to think of herself as a person who hovered, but no other word fit. Except maybe lurked and she liked that choice even less.
It’s not that she’d been avoiding him in the past couple of days. Okay, maybe she hadn’t exactly been around as much, but that was mostly because the kiss-that-had-never-happened had left her feeling embarrassed and stupid. She’d been thinking warm, fuzzy thoughts about Jeff and he’d been thinking less than nothing about her.
So in an effort to keep herself from making a complete idiot of herself, not to mention losing a great job, she’d stayed out of his way. Until now, when she was hovering and trying to gather the courage to step into his office and just ask him.
Finally she simply sucked in a breath and stepped into the study. It was earlyonly a few minutes after seven in the morningbut Jeff was already showered and dressed for the office. He was putting several folders into his briefcase, which made her wonder how late he’d been working the previous night and did the man actually sleep?
He looked up at her and gave her a slight smile. “Good morning. What can I do for you?”
She thought of about a dozen things, most of which had nothing to do with her reason for being in his office and everything to do with the large bed in his room and the soft feel of bare skin on sheets.
She had to clear her throat to speak. “It’s
um” Her voice failed. What was she doing here? There was no way Jeff would even consider doing this.
“Ashley?”
She sighed. Idiot or not, she was going to have to ask. “I spoke to Cathy, at Maggie’s school. Today is their field trip to the zoo and they’re short a couple of parents. I’m already going, but Cathy asked if I knew anyone else who would be interested in accompanying the kids and I thought maybe
” She pressed her lips together and stared at the carpet. “You like Maggie and, well, it was a stupid idea.”
“Are you inviting me along?”
She nodded then forced herself to meet his gaze. What was he thinking? Please God, don’t let him be able to see her uncontrollable and growing attraction. That would be too humiliating to bear.
“Cathy likes to have one adult for every couple of kids, so if you went, we’d be responsible for four. One of them would be Maggie, of course.”
“You’d stay with me?” he asked. “I wouldn’t have to be alone with the children?”
She couldn’t help grinning. “Jeff, they don’t bite.”
“Sometimes they do.” He closed his briefcase. “I’d be happy to come along. Give me ten minutes to call the office and leave Brenda a message, then change my clothes.”
“Sure. Great.”
She backed out of the office before he could sense the elation that swept through her. He was joining her. They would spend the entire day together. Okay, they would have four rug rats with them and this was more about Maggie than her, but still. A shiver of pleasure rippled through her.
Ten minutes later Jeff walked down the stairs. Ashley was busy helping Maggie into her coat, which meant she was kneeling on the floor. A good thing because she probably would have fallen over if she’d been standing.
He’d changed his clothes. Nothing unusual in that. People did it all the time. But she’d never seen Jeff in anything but a suit, and in jeans and a sweater he was gorgeous. Broad shoulders pulled at the woolen fabric. His chest narrowed to his waist, where his jeans emphasized his slim hips. Soft, faded denim clung to thighs as solid and well shaped as a Greek god’s.
Maggie squealed when she saw him. “Mommy said you’re comin’ with us to the zoo. I wanna see all the animals. And baby kitties. And elephants, ‘cause next to the kitties, I like them the best. Because of their ears.”
Jeff squatted next to her daughter, which put him way too close to herself. “Not the trunks?”
Maggie wrinkled her nose. “Trunks are silly. But they have neat ears.”
Jeff grinned. Ashley’s heart froze for a second, before attempting a land speed record in thumps per second. Jeff occasionally joked and he smiled fairly regularly, but he didn’t grin much. There were almost dimples in his cheeks and great crinkles by his eyes. If he did that grin thing too much, he could generate enough heat to melt the polar ice caps.
Sensible, she reminded herself as she finished helping Maggie with her coat and rose. She had to be sensible. She wasn’t looking for a relationship with a man. She preferred her life to be simple. When she was finally ready to get involved again, she wanted someone who could love her best. She had a feeling that Jeff wasn’t in a position to open his heart to anyone. So why go looking for trouble?
“Here you are.”
She turned and saw Jeff holding up her coat for her. As she slipped into it, she accidentally brushed her cheek against his hand. Fire burned from the point of contact. She sighed. It seemed like she wasn’t going to have to look for trouble. It was finding her all on its own.
*
Four-year-olds found everything about the zoo endlessly fascinating. Jeff watched in amazement as his charges raced toward the giraffe exhibit. The kids were as excited by the drinking fountains and benches as they were by the animals.
“What are you thinking?” Ashley asked. “Having second thoughts?”
“Never.”
“I’m glad, because you’re great with the kids.”
He risked glancing at her, taking in the perfect smoothness of her skin and the laughter lurking in her hazel eyes. She was endlessly pretty, he thought, and more than appealing. He was finding it more and more difficult to spend time with her and not give in to his need. He’d come close a couple of times, compelled by a desire that grew so quickly, it was difficult to contain.
When he’d first brought Ashley home, she wanted to know who he was and what he was doing in her world. Now he wanted to ask her the same question. Who was this woman who had made a place for herself in his cold and empty life?
“Jeff, Jeff, pick me up so I can see ‘em!”
The instruction came from a blond little boy named Tommy. For reasons that weren’t clear to Jeff, the boy had latched on to him from the second they’d been introduced.
Jeff bent awkwardly and lifted the boy in his arms. “There you go.”
The slight weight shifted as the kid squirmed to get a better look at the giraffes strolling through their compound.
“Are the elephants next, Mommy?” a familiar voice asked.
“Yes, Maggie. In just a few minutes. Aren’t the giraffes pretty, with their long necks?”
Maggie glanced at him as if to say her mother simply wasn’t getting it. Cats and elephants were the only animals that interested Maggie.
“Can I touch ‘em?” Tommy asked.
Jeff shrugged. “Do you want to keep all your fingers?”
Tommy’s blue eyes widened. His hands curled into fists. “They eat fingers?”
“No, but they bite. Animals in the zoo aren’t pets. We have to treat them with respect because they’re wild creatures.”
The boy regarded him solemnly. Tommy had a stain on the front of his flannel shirt and a cowlick that sent a lock of hair up toward the heavens.
“Are you Maggie’s daddy?”
The question caught Jeff off guard. He lowered the boy to the ground. “No.”
Two of the kids pushed to get closer to the fence keeping visitors away from the animals. In the process, one of the kids, a girl in pigtails, landed on her butt. Before she more than opened her mouth to scream, one of the mothers pulled her to her feet and distracted her by pointing out the baby giraffe.