that headhunter who’s been sniffing around you.” A spark of interest lit her expression. “What’s this about KT?”
“Nothing.” He leaned over and gave his attention to Ante Up, who lay lazily on the floor next to his untouched food bowl, like he’d had a night of debauchery. “Eat your vegetables.”
The pig lifted his head and gave him a pitying look before lowering it and closing his eyes.
“That’s not going to work, Chance. I’m not easily distractible.” Elise put a hand on his arms, leaning toward him with an unholy gleam in her eyes. “Tell me why you’d assume Karma came over to see you.”
He couldn’t very well tell Elise of all people that he and KT were pretending to date. She lived next door to the Taylors—she had to be on somewhat friendly terms with them. He couldn’t chance KT’s parents finding out about their deal. But he felt bad about deceiving Elise, who in the past two weeks had become like his mother.
Would it really be deceiving her though? Because if he and KT were going out in any way, it was technically dating. And, quite frankly, there was nothing pretend about their kisses.
Elise put her hand on his. “I adore KT. She and Prescott have been friends forever, and she’s a lovely, loyal girl. I don’t know why I didn’t see it before. Did you meet at the wedding?”
“After,” he said, smiling at the memory of her toppling over the dividing hedge between the houses.
“She’s amazingly talented. It’s too bad she’s built such a shell around herself.”
“What sort of shell?”
“That’s something you should ask her.” Elise raised a brow. “In any case, it wasn’t KT who came looking for you.”
Chance winced. “Tiffany Woods is vetting me for the job I want.”
“That’s not all she’s vetting you for.” Elise didn’t even bother to try to hide her amused smile. “Really, darling, no wonder you and Prescott are friends. It’s like his high school days all over again, with girls coming to visit him.”
“I didn’t ask Tiffany to come.”
She raised her brow. “Did you ask her not to?”
No, because he couldn’t bring himself to reject someone who felt lonely, not when he knew what it felt like. “I told her I’m seeing KT.”
“Are you really seeing KT? Because a woman will be able to smell a ruse.”
Remembering their first kiss, he nodded. “I think I was fairly convincing.”
“Really?” Elise watched him with interest. “You’ll have to tell me about that one day.”
Chance flushed, not sure he could tell Elise that .
“Now I’m definitely curious.” Chuckling, she rose from the table. “I suggest you nip this Tiffany Woods in the bud. She’s the sort of woman who could cause problems down the road.”
“Yeah, I can see that.”
She raised her brows. “Do you? I’ve known women like her, Chance. A woman who’s so aggressive she stalks a man doesn’t understand normal boundaries. This one seems especially ruthless, if she’s stalking you at home.”
His phone rang and when he looked at the screen he winced. “Speak of the devil.”
“I’ll let you deal with her.” Elise patted his shoulder, giving him a pitying look. “Good luck. You’ll need it.”
Taking a deep breath, he answered the call.
Before he could say anything, Tiffany said, “Chance, Roger and I were just talking about you. Were your ears burning?”
Or something.
Tiffany continued, so he didn’t have time to formulate a response. “Roger asked me to touch base with you. He’s going out of town tonight for a couple days, but he’d like to see you when he returns.”
“That sounds great.” He wondered what the catch was.
“In the meantime, he asked me to keep you interested,” she purred over the line.
There was the other shoe dropping. He smiled ruefully. “Roger doesn’t have to worry.”
“I like to be thorough, Chance,” she said. “Let me take you to lunch to woo you.”
“That’s nice of you, but I’m
“Nothing.” He leaned over and gave his attention to Ante Up, who lay lazily on the floor next to his untouched food bowl, like he’d had a night of debauchery. “Eat your vegetables.”
The pig lifted his head and gave him a pitying look before lowering it and closing his eyes.
“That’s not going to work, Chance. I’m not easily distractible.” Elise put a hand on his arms, leaning toward him with an unholy gleam in her eyes. “Tell me why you’d assume Karma came over to see you.”
He couldn’t very well tell Elise of all people that he and KT were pretending to date. She lived next door to the Taylors—she had to be on somewhat friendly terms with them. He couldn’t chance KT’s parents finding out about their deal. But he felt bad about deceiving Elise, who in the past two weeks had become like his mother.
Would it really be deceiving her though? Because if he and KT were going out in any way, it was technically dating. And, quite frankly, there was nothing pretend about their kisses.
Elise put her hand on his. “I adore KT. She and Prescott have been friends forever, and she’s a lovely, loyal girl. I don’t know why I didn’t see it before. Did you meet at the wedding?”
“After,” he said, smiling at the memory of her toppling over the dividing hedge between the houses.
“She’s amazingly talented. It’s too bad she’s built such a shell around herself.”
“What sort of shell?”
“That’s something you should ask her.” Elise raised a brow. “In any case, it wasn’t KT who came looking for you.”
Chance winced. “Tiffany Woods is vetting me for the job I want.”
“That’s not all she’s vetting you for.” Elise didn’t even bother to try to hide her amused smile. “Really, darling, no wonder you and Prescott are friends. It’s like his high school days all over again, with girls coming to visit him.”
“I didn’t ask Tiffany to come.”
She raised her brow. “Did you ask her not to?”
No, because he couldn’t bring himself to reject someone who felt lonely, not when he knew what it felt like. “I told her I’m seeing KT.”
“Are you really seeing KT? Because a woman will be able to smell a ruse.”
Remembering their first kiss, he nodded. “I think I was fairly convincing.”
“Really?” Elise watched him with interest. “You’ll have to tell me about that one day.”
Chance flushed, not sure he could tell Elise that .
“Now I’m definitely curious.” Chuckling, she rose from the table. “I suggest you nip this Tiffany Woods in the bud. She’s the sort of woman who could cause problems down the road.”
“Yeah, I can see that.”
She raised her brows. “Do you? I’ve known women like her, Chance. A woman who’s so aggressive she stalks a man doesn’t understand normal boundaries. This one seems especially ruthless, if she’s stalking you at home.”
His phone rang and when he looked at the screen he winced. “Speak of the devil.”
“I’ll let you deal with her.” Elise patted his shoulder, giving him a pitying look. “Good luck. You’ll need it.”
Taking a deep breath, he answered the call.
Before he could say anything, Tiffany said, “Chance, Roger and I were just talking about you. Were your ears burning?”
Or something.
Tiffany continued, so he didn’t have time to formulate a response. “Roger asked me to touch base with you. He’s going out of town tonight for a couple days, but he’d like to see you when he returns.”
“That sounds great.” He wondered what the catch was.
“In the meantime, he asked me to keep you interested,” she purred over the line.
There was the other shoe dropping. He smiled ruefully. “Roger doesn’t have to worry.”
“I like to be thorough, Chance,” she said. “Let me take you to lunch to woo you.”
“That’s nice of you, but I’m
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