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for his colleague, then handed Savannah back her license and social security card.
“That’s it, then?”
“That’s it.”
“Well.” Feeling awkward, and relieved, she rose. “It wasn’t as painful as I expected. I suppose if I’m ever in the market for a lawyer, I’ll give you a call.”
“I wouldn’t have you as a client, Savannah.”
Her eyes fired as he took off his glasses and stood to come around the desk. “That’s very neighborly of you.”
“I wouldn’t have you as a client,” he repeated, standing behind her, “because then this would be unethical.”
He caught her off guard. She’d had no idea any man could still catch her off guard. But she was in Jared’s arms and being thoroughly kissed before she had a chance to evade.
If she’d wanted to evade.
There was heat, of course. She expected that, enjoyed that. But it was the lushness of it that surprised her—the silky, sumptuous spread of it that bloomed in that meeting of lips, flowering through her body.
He held her close, in a smooth, confident embrace, no fumbling, no grappling. He gave her room to resist, and as that clever, wide-palmed hand skimmed lightly up her spine, she thought only a fool would step away from that caress, that mouth, that heat.
So she stepped into it, sliding her own hands up his back until they were hooked over his shoulders.
He’d wondered what he would find here. From the moment she stood, clumps of flowers at her feet, and looked at him, he’d wondered. Now he knew there was strength in those long, lovely arms, fire in that soft, full mouth. She opened for him as if he’d touched her hundreds of times, and her taste was gloriously familiar. The press of her body against his, every firm, generous curve, was an erotic homecoming.
He tangled his fingers in her hair, slowly tugging her head back to savor. And as her mouth moved warm on his, he discovered what it was to be savored in turn.
Gradually, thoughtfully, he drew back to study her face. Her eyes were steady, calm. Darker, yes, he mused. He knew by the way her heart had jumped against his that whatever had moved through him had moved through her, as well. But she didn’t tremble.
What would it take to make a woman like this tremble?
He knew he would have to discover that secret, and all the others she kept hidden behind those dark, unreadable eyes.
“But,” he said, “I can certainly recommend a lawyer for you, if you find you need one.”
She lifted a brow. Oh, he was a cool one, she thought, carrying on the conversation as if her insides weren’t sizzling. Appreciating it, she smiled. “Why, thank you.”
“Excuse me a minute,” he said when his phone rang. “Yes, Sissy.” His gaze left Savannah’s only long enough for a glance at his watch. “So it is,” he murmured, noting that it was just after five. “You go ahead, I’ll lock up. And, Sissy, the letter I dictated this morning. The first letter? Yes. Don’t mail that. I need to make some changes.”
Savannah watched him consideringly. He was sending his secretary off for the day, and they would be alone. She understood what it meant when a man looked at a woman the way Jared was looking at her. She understood what happened between men and women after they’d shared a mutually lusty kiss.
Over the years, she’d learned to be very careful, very…selective. The responsibility of raising a child alone wasn’t a small one. Men could come and go, but her son was forever. She wasn’t a woman who steppedblindly into affairs, who scratched every itch or accepted every advance.
But she was also realistic. The man currently dismissing his secretary, the man flipping through his daily calendar to coordinate his schedule, was about to become her lover.
“My secretary’s got a date,” Jared commented when he hung up the phone. “So it looks like we’re closing the office on time today.” Tilting his head, he studied Savannah. “I’m supposed to ask you, discreetly,
“That’s it, then?”
“That’s it.”
“Well.” Feeling awkward, and relieved, she rose. “It wasn’t as painful as I expected. I suppose if I’m ever in the market for a lawyer, I’ll give you a call.”
“I wouldn’t have you as a client, Savannah.”
Her eyes fired as he took off his glasses and stood to come around the desk. “That’s very neighborly of you.”
“I wouldn’t have you as a client,” he repeated, standing behind her, “because then this would be unethical.”
He caught her off guard. She’d had no idea any man could still catch her off guard. But she was in Jared’s arms and being thoroughly kissed before she had a chance to evade.
If she’d wanted to evade.
There was heat, of course. She expected that, enjoyed that. But it was the lushness of it that surprised her—the silky, sumptuous spread of it that bloomed in that meeting of lips, flowering through her body.
He held her close, in a smooth, confident embrace, no fumbling, no grappling. He gave her room to resist, and as that clever, wide-palmed hand skimmed lightly up her spine, she thought only a fool would step away from that caress, that mouth, that heat.
So she stepped into it, sliding her own hands up his back until they were hooked over his shoulders.
He’d wondered what he would find here. From the moment she stood, clumps of flowers at her feet, and looked at him, he’d wondered. Now he knew there was strength in those long, lovely arms, fire in that soft, full mouth. She opened for him as if he’d touched her hundreds of times, and her taste was gloriously familiar. The press of her body against his, every firm, generous curve, was an erotic homecoming.
He tangled his fingers in her hair, slowly tugging her head back to savor. And as her mouth moved warm on his, he discovered what it was to be savored in turn.
Gradually, thoughtfully, he drew back to study her face. Her eyes were steady, calm. Darker, yes, he mused. He knew by the way her heart had jumped against his that whatever had moved through him had moved through her, as well. But she didn’t tremble.
What would it take to make a woman like this tremble?
He knew he would have to discover that secret, and all the others she kept hidden behind those dark, unreadable eyes.
“But,” he said, “I can certainly recommend a lawyer for you, if you find you need one.”
She lifted a brow. Oh, he was a cool one, she thought, carrying on the conversation as if her insides weren’t sizzling. Appreciating it, she smiled. “Why, thank you.”
“Excuse me a minute,” he said when his phone rang. “Yes, Sissy.” His gaze left Savannah’s only long enough for a glance at his watch. “So it is,” he murmured, noting that it was just after five. “You go ahead, I’ll lock up. And, Sissy, the letter I dictated this morning. The first letter? Yes. Don’t mail that. I need to make some changes.”
Savannah watched him consideringly. He was sending his secretary off for the day, and they would be alone. She understood what it meant when a man looked at a woman the way Jared was looking at her. She understood what happened between men and women after they’d shared a mutually lusty kiss.
Over the years, she’d learned to be very careful, very…selective. The responsibility of raising a child alone wasn’t a small one. Men could come and go, but her son was forever. She wasn’t a woman who steppedblindly into affairs, who scratched every itch or accepted every advance.
But she was also realistic. The man currently dismissing his secretary, the man flipping through his daily calendar to coordinate his schedule, was about to become her lover.
“My secretary’s got a date,” Jared commented when he hung up the phone. “So it looks like we’re closing the office on time today.” Tilting his head, he studied Savannah. “I’m supposed to ask you, discreetly,
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