forkful stopped midway to his mouth. “You have no idea.”
Her dimples winked at him before she took another bite.
The rest of the lunch seemed to fly by. On the way back to her car he asked if they could swap phone numbers. Why he asked was beyond him.
“Hmmm.”
He pulled up behind her car.
Gavin got out a business card and scrawled his home number and mobil on the back.
Ignoring her comment, he said, “If you ever need anything, just give me a call. I’m not promising that I’ll be able to get to you right away, tend to get called away sometimes, but.…” He took a deep breath.
Her shades hid her eyes from him. She reached up and grabbed his card, glanced at it, flipping it over to look at the back.
“Anything?”
When he’d met her, she was all spit and fire, and the other night she’d been annoying and snappy. But now, Taylor was such a composed woman, that he couldn’t help but be intrigued. He wondered if he preferred this soft, composed side of her, or the angry, insulting woman he’d met on Saturday.
“Of course,” he answered.
“Well, then.” She riffled through her purse and came out with a card of her own, scrawling her numbers on the back. Handing it to him, she said, “I guess you can call me sometime too. I’m usually home during the evenings, but I too, tend to get called out or away
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sometimes. But I’ll tell you right now, I think you’re arrogant--”
“I know.”
“--and rude--”
“Got that already.”
“I have neither the time, nor the inclination for a relationship of any kind.”
“Not even a long night of sweaty sex?”
Her eyes rounded.
He laughed. “My feelings are really hurt, Taylor.”
“You’re impossible.”
“I try to be, but it’s good to know where the other stands, so I should be honest and say I’m not looking for anything either. I just split from one clingy woman who couldn’t respect what I do. I’m in no hurry to tangle with another one.”
Her grin flashed. “But I think that might depend on the tangle. Does sweaty sex count as tangling?” Her eyes narrowed on his. “And just for the record, I have never been clingy, nor would I be with men like you.”
“Men like me?” he asked as she started to get out.
“Rude, self-absorbed men who know their appeal to the opposite sex.”
He grinned. “Find me appealing do you?”
She ignored his remark. “Thanks for dropping by today.”
“You’re welcome.” He stared at her and wished he could clearly see her eyes. “Just for my side of the record, I enjoyed today.”
Taylor opened the door and hot air sweltered in. He was already rolling down her window, leaning over the console into the passenger seat. Her door shut with a soft click.
“Try not to provoke anyone today, Taylor.”
Her laugh danced out. “I know. You don’t count towards my daily goal.”
She started to straighten, but then leaned back into the window giving him a glance down her shirt. “By the way, I enjoyed today with you too.”
Before he could compute that, Taylor was already at her car and behind the wheel.
Gavin smiled all the way to his office.
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CHAPTER FIVE
Texas was hot in June. Hotter than hell. In fact, it was rumored through the prisons that Satan made Texas as a vacation spot. Apparently, the devil decided even he didn’t care for the place, leaving the land to its prickly pears and rattlesnakes, scorpions and other assortments of lovely things. Nice load of bullshit, but Nina Fisher didn’t care either way.
Large, circulating fans swirled the hot sticky air at Valleyview State Penitentiary near Gatesville, Texas. The female population contained some really bad bitches. A few were even on death row. Nina didn’t care to think about them. If Ryan ever remembered everything that went on that last night, she might be one of them.
Damn Jonny Hayes. That bastard was still out on parole. He’d left out the window when he’d heard the sirens the night Ryan fell through
Her dimples winked at him before she took another bite.
The rest of the lunch seemed to fly by. On the way back to her car he asked if they could swap phone numbers. Why he asked was beyond him.
“Hmmm.”
He pulled up behind her car.
Gavin got out a business card and scrawled his home number and mobil on the back.
Ignoring her comment, he said, “If you ever need anything, just give me a call. I’m not promising that I’ll be able to get to you right away, tend to get called away sometimes, but.…” He took a deep breath.
Her shades hid her eyes from him. She reached up and grabbed his card, glanced at it, flipping it over to look at the back.
“Anything?”
When he’d met her, she was all spit and fire, and the other night she’d been annoying and snappy. But now, Taylor was such a composed woman, that he couldn’t help but be intrigued. He wondered if he preferred this soft, composed side of her, or the angry, insulting woman he’d met on Saturday.
“Of course,” he answered.
“Well, then.” She riffled through her purse and came out with a card of her own, scrawling her numbers on the back. Handing it to him, she said, “I guess you can call me sometime too. I’m usually home during the evenings, but I too, tend to get called out or away
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sometimes. But I’ll tell you right now, I think you’re arrogant--”
“I know.”
“--and rude--”
“Got that already.”
“I have neither the time, nor the inclination for a relationship of any kind.”
“Not even a long night of sweaty sex?”
Her eyes rounded.
He laughed. “My feelings are really hurt, Taylor.”
“You’re impossible.”
“I try to be, but it’s good to know where the other stands, so I should be honest and say I’m not looking for anything either. I just split from one clingy woman who couldn’t respect what I do. I’m in no hurry to tangle with another one.”
Her grin flashed. “But I think that might depend on the tangle. Does sweaty sex count as tangling?” Her eyes narrowed on his. “And just for the record, I have never been clingy, nor would I be with men like you.”
“Men like me?” he asked as she started to get out.
“Rude, self-absorbed men who know their appeal to the opposite sex.”
He grinned. “Find me appealing do you?”
She ignored his remark. “Thanks for dropping by today.”
“You’re welcome.” He stared at her and wished he could clearly see her eyes. “Just for my side of the record, I enjoyed today.”
Taylor opened the door and hot air sweltered in. He was already rolling down her window, leaning over the console into the passenger seat. Her door shut with a soft click.
“Try not to provoke anyone today, Taylor.”
Her laugh danced out. “I know. You don’t count towards my daily goal.”
She started to straighten, but then leaned back into the window giving him a glance down her shirt. “By the way, I enjoyed today with you too.”
Before he could compute that, Taylor was already at her car and behind the wheel.
Gavin smiled all the way to his office.
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CHAPTER FIVE
Texas was hot in June. Hotter than hell. In fact, it was rumored through the prisons that Satan made Texas as a vacation spot. Apparently, the devil decided even he didn’t care for the place, leaving the land to its prickly pears and rattlesnakes, scorpions and other assortments of lovely things. Nice load of bullshit, but Nina Fisher didn’t care either way.
Large, circulating fans swirled the hot sticky air at Valleyview State Penitentiary near Gatesville, Texas. The female population contained some really bad bitches. A few were even on death row. Nina didn’t care to think about them. If Ryan ever remembered everything that went on that last night, she might be one of them.
Damn Jonny Hayes. That bastard was still out on parole. He’d left out the window when he’d heard the sirens the night Ryan fell through
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