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way.”
“Not sure I understand, but ask away.” He hoped he wouldn’t regret it.
“Not that I want any of the gory details or anything, but in the past, what kept your relationships, well, blossoming and right? What works? What doesn’t?” With each question she leaned further forward, agitation written on her face, her body stiff, and yet in her eyes was fierce ambition to succeed. “What do you want in a woman? What is your perfect woman like in order for you to consider her your mate for life?”
“Slow down Sabrina.” Where was this panic coming from? It was all about the articles for the magazine. Damn. “You’re not asking easy questions. I don’t have those answers right on the tip of my tongue. You’ll have to let me think on it for a minute or two.”
The headache he’d arrived with was well on its way back, ready to hit full force. He wondered how she’d handle answers from Trent. “Okay, let’s start with your first question. First, the main thing I notice about a woman is whether or not she has a sense of humor. It’s even better if she can laugh at herself.”
“What?” Her eyes went wide, her mouth curled into a sulky frown.
“Why the face?” He struggled to keep a straight face.
“Because I’m frustrated. First because that sounds more like Trent, not you. I’ve yet to see you show your sense of humor. And second, how come that works for you? I like the same things.”
Damn. Exactly how much did she know about him? Kat and her big mouth. Some days it didn’t pay to have relatives. At the thought of the stories they’d shared, he had the urge to strangle his cousin. Admittedly, he’d had more fun in life than the average person might experience, and yes, he’d gotten away with more mischief and trouble because of his ability to make people laugh. Still some of his hijinks weren’t things he’d share with a woman unless he was serious about her. Okay, a bit more Travis, a little less Trent.
“You have to understand. I’m here on the spur of a moment and dropped in a job I haven’t done before. Romance wasn’t in my job description. Well, not in the capacity you’re talking about, though I see where you’re coming from all the same.” He was blowing smoke out his ass. How was he supposed to explain what he didn’t understand? He needed to defuse the scattered thoughts racing through his head. “Are you trying to pump me for information about Trent?”
“Of course not.” Her scowl and flared nostrils said it all.
Damn, she was cute when she was pissed. Too bad he was flustered as well. And he knew it wasn’t cute on him. “I’m sorry Sabrina. I didn’t mean to make you angry again, but you brought up Trent”
“Only as a point of reference.”
He felt like a heel. “I don’t feel like I can really be myself.” No shit .
“All right, but I’m warning you that’s twice you’ve apologized tonight. One more time and I’ll turn you into a rutabaga.” She grinned.
“Duly noted.” He managed to choke out a hint of laughter, sat back and gave her questions sincere merit.
Sabrina picked up her pen and notebook.
“I like an educated woman, but not one who feels she has to share every painful detail of her knowledge. One who’s confident and doesn’t have to constantly be flattered. She can take the teasing and give it right back.” He managed to remain in true Travis form with the formal gestures, even as he shared his own likes and dislikes.
She flopped back on the couch. “How come that works for you? I like the exact same things in a man, and yet it always turns out as disastrous as my beauty aids gone awry.”
“Excuse me. I think I missed something here.”
She blushed then exhaled. “Let me give you an example. My job as the beauty editor for the magazine has changed from when I first began. Originally, Kat hired me to help women find beauty secrets that really work. Unfortunately, magazine sales are more about advertising than the
“Not sure I understand, but ask away.” He hoped he wouldn’t regret it.
“Not that I want any of the gory details or anything, but in the past, what kept your relationships, well, blossoming and right? What works? What doesn’t?” With each question she leaned further forward, agitation written on her face, her body stiff, and yet in her eyes was fierce ambition to succeed. “What do you want in a woman? What is your perfect woman like in order for you to consider her your mate for life?”
“Slow down Sabrina.” Where was this panic coming from? It was all about the articles for the magazine. Damn. “You’re not asking easy questions. I don’t have those answers right on the tip of my tongue. You’ll have to let me think on it for a minute or two.”
The headache he’d arrived with was well on its way back, ready to hit full force. He wondered how she’d handle answers from Trent. “Okay, let’s start with your first question. First, the main thing I notice about a woman is whether or not she has a sense of humor. It’s even better if she can laugh at herself.”
“What?” Her eyes went wide, her mouth curled into a sulky frown.
“Why the face?” He struggled to keep a straight face.
“Because I’m frustrated. First because that sounds more like Trent, not you. I’ve yet to see you show your sense of humor. And second, how come that works for you? I like the same things.”
Damn. Exactly how much did she know about him? Kat and her big mouth. Some days it didn’t pay to have relatives. At the thought of the stories they’d shared, he had the urge to strangle his cousin. Admittedly, he’d had more fun in life than the average person might experience, and yes, he’d gotten away with more mischief and trouble because of his ability to make people laugh. Still some of his hijinks weren’t things he’d share with a woman unless he was serious about her. Okay, a bit more Travis, a little less Trent.
“You have to understand. I’m here on the spur of a moment and dropped in a job I haven’t done before. Romance wasn’t in my job description. Well, not in the capacity you’re talking about, though I see where you’re coming from all the same.” He was blowing smoke out his ass. How was he supposed to explain what he didn’t understand? He needed to defuse the scattered thoughts racing through his head. “Are you trying to pump me for information about Trent?”
“Of course not.” Her scowl and flared nostrils said it all.
Damn, she was cute when she was pissed. Too bad he was flustered as well. And he knew it wasn’t cute on him. “I’m sorry Sabrina. I didn’t mean to make you angry again, but you brought up Trent”
“Only as a point of reference.”
He felt like a heel. “I don’t feel like I can really be myself.” No shit .
“All right, but I’m warning you that’s twice you’ve apologized tonight. One more time and I’ll turn you into a rutabaga.” She grinned.
“Duly noted.” He managed to choke out a hint of laughter, sat back and gave her questions sincere merit.
Sabrina picked up her pen and notebook.
“I like an educated woman, but not one who feels she has to share every painful detail of her knowledge. One who’s confident and doesn’t have to constantly be flattered. She can take the teasing and give it right back.” He managed to remain in true Travis form with the formal gestures, even as he shared his own likes and dislikes.
She flopped back on the couch. “How come that works for you? I like the exact same things in a man, and yet it always turns out as disastrous as my beauty aids gone awry.”
“Excuse me. I think I missed something here.”
She blushed then exhaled. “Let me give you an example. My job as the beauty editor for the magazine has changed from when I first began. Originally, Kat hired me to help women find beauty secrets that really work. Unfortunately, magazine sales are more about advertising than the
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