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and for them she’d make it through this job—the weekend—without doing anything stupid like jumping the man who insisted on tempting her with every breath he took.
Chapter Six
Dan reached over and flicked off the bedside lamp. The red glow of the alarm clock mocked him. One thirty and Jody still hadn’t returned to the room. Dinner had been a success and he couldn’t fault her in any way when it came to the job. She’d done exactly what she was supposed to. She’d mingled well and spent time getting to know each of the men and women participating in the weekend’s workshops with the skill of a seasoned professional. There wasn’t a single thing he could be angry about when it came to work.
It was her after-hour’s behaviour that had his nerves raw and irritated. She’d been talking with Mooney and two of the other men at the end of the evening. Dan had wanted to interrupt, remind her they had an early start, but playing the demanding boss or worse, a jealous jerk, wasn’t something he was comfortable doing. So he’d walked away, leaving her downstairs while he came up to the room. Alone. That had been over an hour ago.
He couldn’t help the jealous thoughts rolling around his head. Couldn’t stop the images of Jody and Mooney tangled together from flooding his mind and tormenting him. Dan knew his jealousy was unfounded. Other than Mooney’s obvious interest in her, Dan had no reason to suspect they were hooking up. And as much as he wanted to, he wouldn’t go hunt her down and drag her back to their room. Turning over, he punched his pillow. Again.
Dan took a deep breath and held it before letting it out in a rush. He needed to calm the fuck down or he’d be pinning her against the wall, peppering her with questions of where she’d been the second she set foot in the room. He’d thought sharing a room would be torture, but not this kind. Keeping his hands—and mouth—off her had been his biggest concern. Not once did he think she’d find a way to drive him crazier than worrying about being in close quarters.
A full moon hung low in the sky across the valley. He’d left the curtains open so the room was bathed in a soft glow. He snorted. His brilliant idea of letting in the moonlight to give the room a romantic intimacy had certainly blown up in his face. Hard to get romantic when the object of your desire wasn’t even here. Throwing back the covers, Dan jumped out of bed and strode over to stand in front of the window.
The landscape, even in the shadows of night, was breathtaking, but he didn’t really see it. He only saw the possibility of Jody being with another man. A man who wasn’t him. Why he thought this way when he knew in his gut she wouldn’t be with anyone else pissed him off the most when it came to the out of control emotions he experienced when it came to Jody. She’d made it clear she wanted nothing to do with him by avoiding him at every opportunity. Had he listened to her not-so-subtle rebuff? No. He’d taken every chance to get closer to her and he’d continue to do so.
He was a masochist. There was no other explanation for his continued pursuit. Rejected at every turn, he kept coming back for more. He’d never done that before. No meant no, and with the abundance of women available, Dan had always moved on to the next one with ease. Until Jody. She pulled him back, made him more determined to win her over with every rebuff.
Dan ran a hand down his bare chest. True to his word, he was naked. He didn’t even own pyjamas, so unless he slept in his underwear and a T-shirt, which he had no intention of doing, she’d just have to put up with the possibility of seeing him naked. The door rattled behind him and he glanced over his shoulder to see Jody, head down and shoes off, sneaking into the room. She didn’t look his way, kept her gaze on the floor as she tip-toed across to her bag.
He thought about clearing his throat or moving to get her attention. Instead, he
Chapter Six
Dan reached over and flicked off the bedside lamp. The red glow of the alarm clock mocked him. One thirty and Jody still hadn’t returned to the room. Dinner had been a success and he couldn’t fault her in any way when it came to the job. She’d done exactly what she was supposed to. She’d mingled well and spent time getting to know each of the men and women participating in the weekend’s workshops with the skill of a seasoned professional. There wasn’t a single thing he could be angry about when it came to work.
It was her after-hour’s behaviour that had his nerves raw and irritated. She’d been talking with Mooney and two of the other men at the end of the evening. Dan had wanted to interrupt, remind her they had an early start, but playing the demanding boss or worse, a jealous jerk, wasn’t something he was comfortable doing. So he’d walked away, leaving her downstairs while he came up to the room. Alone. That had been over an hour ago.
He couldn’t help the jealous thoughts rolling around his head. Couldn’t stop the images of Jody and Mooney tangled together from flooding his mind and tormenting him. Dan knew his jealousy was unfounded. Other than Mooney’s obvious interest in her, Dan had no reason to suspect they were hooking up. And as much as he wanted to, he wouldn’t go hunt her down and drag her back to their room. Turning over, he punched his pillow. Again.
Dan took a deep breath and held it before letting it out in a rush. He needed to calm the fuck down or he’d be pinning her against the wall, peppering her with questions of where she’d been the second she set foot in the room. He’d thought sharing a room would be torture, but not this kind. Keeping his hands—and mouth—off her had been his biggest concern. Not once did he think she’d find a way to drive him crazier than worrying about being in close quarters.
A full moon hung low in the sky across the valley. He’d left the curtains open so the room was bathed in a soft glow. He snorted. His brilliant idea of letting in the moonlight to give the room a romantic intimacy had certainly blown up in his face. Hard to get romantic when the object of your desire wasn’t even here. Throwing back the covers, Dan jumped out of bed and strode over to stand in front of the window.
The landscape, even in the shadows of night, was breathtaking, but he didn’t really see it. He only saw the possibility of Jody being with another man. A man who wasn’t him. Why he thought this way when he knew in his gut she wouldn’t be with anyone else pissed him off the most when it came to the out of control emotions he experienced when it came to Jody. She’d made it clear she wanted nothing to do with him by avoiding him at every opportunity. Had he listened to her not-so-subtle rebuff? No. He’d taken every chance to get closer to her and he’d continue to do so.
He was a masochist. There was no other explanation for his continued pursuit. Rejected at every turn, he kept coming back for more. He’d never done that before. No meant no, and with the abundance of women available, Dan had always moved on to the next one with ease. Until Jody. She pulled him back, made him more determined to win her over with every rebuff.
Dan ran a hand down his bare chest. True to his word, he was naked. He didn’t even own pyjamas, so unless he slept in his underwear and a T-shirt, which he had no intention of doing, she’d just have to put up with the possibility of seeing him naked. The door rattled behind him and he glanced over his shoulder to see Jody, head down and shoes off, sneaking into the room. She didn’t look his way, kept her gaze on the floor as she tip-toed across to her bag.
He thought about clearing his throat or moving to get her attention. Instead, he
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