Hot on Her Heels. Susan Mallery

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      “Hope you like Italian,” he said, holding up two shopping bags.

      He’d stopped for dinner. One part of her brain said it was no big deal. He wasn’t the kind of man to cook for himself and he’d known she would be here. The other part of her brain wanted to know if he’d bought dinner with her in mind. If he’d thought about what she might like. As if this were…

      Nothing. It was nothing. He was nothing, they were nothing. That’s the way it was going to be.

      She stood and walked toward him without saying anything. Garth collected his mail, then walked back to the elevator. She took the food from him and followed. George wished them a good night.

      The elevator ride was silent. When they reached his floor, he pulled out his keys and they stepped into his condo. She collected plates while he chose a bottle of wine. She set the table, he flipped on a CD. Their actions were familiar, which should have been comfortable but instead made her nervous. It was only the second night. There was no way she could be comfortable around Garth.

      Finally they sat across from each other. He poured the wine, then toasted her silently before taking a sip.

      He watched her, as if assessing her. She felt the weight of the mascara on her lashes and wondered if he’d noticed. If he thought it was about him, which it was, but she would rather die than have him know. Which made her feel like a girl. Time to get the attention back on him.

      “Where’s your girlfriend?” she asked. “I’ve been here two nights in a row. Aren’t I getting in the way of something?”

      “If you’ve done your homework, you know there isn’t a girlfriend.”

      “Just a string of willing beauties,” she said, remembering what she’d read. “You favor smart and pretty, but if you have to pick just one, you go with pretty. Typical and a little disappointing.”

      He pulled out covered containers from the bags and passed her one. “Be careful, Dana. Do you really want to talk about our personal lives? I’m not the only one with a string of easy conquests. What about the men you date?”

      Touché, she thought, refusing to apologize for her romantic choices. Maybe she did like men who weren’t especially powerful or challenging. Maybe she did find them just a little boring. But that was her business, not his.

      “I gave the information to Lexi,” she said, to change the subject. “She wasn’t happy.”

      “Neither is Jed, if that’s any help,” he said as he opened a carton of salad and passed it to her.

      He’d brought lasagna and salad. The delicious scent made her stomach growl.

      “I’ve been buying up stock,” he continued. “Large blocks of stock. It’s all legal.”

      “Are you sure? You love the gray area.”

      He smiled. “More than most, but not this time. I’ve filed the paperwork. The only thing I haven’t done is announce what’s going on. But word will get out and the other stockholders will get nervous.”

      “Is that your plan?”

      “Yes. I’m going to back Jed into a corner and force him to do something stupid.”

      “He’s a dangerous man when cornered.”

      “I’m dangerous all the time.”

      “You forgot modest,” she said before taking a bite of the lasagna. It was so good, she nearly moaned.

      “I don’t care what people think of me. I want to win.”

      This wasn’t a moment she could have predicted—having dinner with Garth in his penthouse. She could see all the lights of Dallas glittering around them. The meal was excellent, the man more interesting than she could have imagined. If his dark eyes seemed to see too much, she would just have to learn to keep herself disguised.

      “What happens if Jed starts to buy back stock himself?” she asked.

      “To do that, he’ll need cash and right now he doesn’t have any.”

      “Do I want to ask how you know that?”

      “Not really.”

      “Okay. So he’ll sell something to raise…” She got the big picture. “That’s what you want. Him selling off assets. Then you’ll buy them, one by one.”

      “A Titan yard sale.”

      She thought about Jed Titan’s holdings. Which would Garth covet most? The shipyards? The oil field? “You want Glory’s Gate,” she said. “It’s been in the family for generations.”

      “I’m family.”

      His sisters had grown up there. It was home to them. Well over a thousand acres of prime pasture and cattle. A huge house and all the prestige that went with owning it.

      “Jed will never risk Glory’s Gate.”

      “You may be right.”

      Garth didn’t sound worried.

      “You think he will?” she asked.

      “It depends on how much he wants to win.”

      “How much do you want to win?”

      “You really want me to answer that?”

      He didn’t have to. She knew. She could feel it. Garth would do anything to settle the score. Lethal and ruthless—a dangerous combination.

      “I’m surprised all this talk doesn’t scare off your women,” she said. “Or do they like this side of you?”

      “They don’t see it.”

      “Because they can’t handle it? But it’s who you are.” She picked up her wineglass. “Is that the trick? Don’t let them inside?”

      “Do your conquests see the real you?”

      “We weren’t talking about me.”

      “We are now.”

      His gaze was predatory, his expression knowing. She shivered, then did her best to conceal it by shifting in her seat. She knew she could hold her own with him, as long as he didn’t touch her.

      Something happened when she had felt his skin on hers, even through a protective layer of clothes. She didn’t like it and couldn’t explain it. Therefore the only logical solution was to avoid it. Not that Garth was begging for a little one-on-one time. But caution was always smart.

      The CD ended. He got up and walked over to the player СКАЧАТЬ