Saying 'Yes!' to the Boss. Susan Mallery

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      Right—because he needed another disaster in his life. Noelle was wrong on so many levels. Most importantly, she was carrying his brother’s child. Whatever might have happened in the future, Jimmy had been involved with her when he died, and it was still Dev’s fault that his brother was dead.

      “Thank you for my wonderful present,” she said as he lowered his hands to his side. “I made peanut butter cookies earlier. Would you like some?”

      “Sure. They’re my favorite.”

      She grinned. “Mine, too.”

      She led the way into the kitchen.

      Dev followed her and did his best to ignore the sway of her curved hips. Noelle was nothing like he’d imagined. She was a contradiction of terms. Still young and excited by presents, but mature and capable. Smart, funny and, as her mother had pointed out, not as tough as she thought. He would have to remember that. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.

      “This place is huge,” Lily said on Saturday morning as Noelle led her through the house. “I’m so jealous.”

      “No, you’re not,” Noelle told her. “You’d hate this. You like changing guys at least twice a month. I don’t think you’re going to be willing to settle down for years.”

      “That’s true, but the house is great.”

      “Dev picked a really terrific decorator,” Noelle said, having met the woman for the first time the previous week when she’d come to supervise the work on the pool house. “Some of the antiques belonged to his grandmother.”

      When Lily had called and said she wanted to come by, Noelle had been torn between welcoming a familiar face and not being sure she could handle the stress. She’d dropped by the church office twice the previous week so she could see her parents and ward off any plans for a surprise visit.

      Having someone from her family in the house meant making sure there were no personal items showing in her bedroom and putting a few things on the dresser in Dev’s room.

      Complications, she thought as she and Lily finished their tour and headed out to the backyard to have snacks by the pool.

      “If I just didn’t have to be married, I could get into this,” Lily said. She sipped her soda and reached for a tortilla chip from the bowl.

      “Good thing you’re going to college. You’re going to need a really great job to support this lifestyle.”

      Lily wrinkled her nose. “I know. I’m still trying to decide what to study. You’ve known since your accident. Are you still going to be a nurse?”

      Noelle nodded. “I start summer school on Monday. Calculus.”

      “Yuck,” Lily said. “But aren’t you supposed to be on your honeymoon?”

      Whoops. Noelle thought fast. “This wasn’t a good time for Dev to be away from work,” she said with a casualness she didn’t feel. “The wedding was a little impulsive, so we couldn’t plan for stuff like that. We’ll go later.”

      “Too bad. It would be great to be away on a beach somewhere with a good-looking guy. I wouldn’t say no to that.” She looked at her sister. “Okay, so tell me everything.”

      Noelle blinked at her. “About…”

       “You know.” Lily lowered her voice, then whispered, “Sex. Mom told us all kinds of things, but that’s just logistics. I want details. Is it scary? Wonderful? Is it like in books? Do you see stars or feel swept away?”

      Noelle felt herself blush. “I am not having this conversation with you,” she said sternly. “It’s not appropriate.”

      “I’m eighteen, and your sister. Come on. How am I supposed to find out about this if you won’t tell me? You wouldn’t want me experimenting just so I could know for myself,” Lily added slyly.

      “You’re manipulating me,” Noelle said. “Forget it. I’m not going to talk about that. It’s too personal.”

      In truth it wasn’t personal at all. She simply didn’t have anything to say. Her lone night with Jimmy had been a blur, first of pain, then of uncomfortable intimacy. In the few hours they’d been together, he’d entered her a number of times, but before she could figure out what he was doing or what was expected, it had been over.

      Plus, he’d been so heavy when he collapsed on her. She’d felt trapped and embarrassed and frankly, she didn’t get why everyone made such a big deal about it.

      Dev stood just inside the family room, the sliding door open, one foot on the patio. He’d been about to go out and greet his new sister-in-law, but given the current topic, he decided a timely retreat was far more intelligent.

      “At least tell me if it hurt the first time,” Lily said. “I can’t get a straight answer on that.”

      “It did,” Noelle admitted. “It’s a little awkward. I didn’t know where to put my arms and stuff.”

       Lily winced. “But Dev made it okay, right? He talked you through everything.”

      “Yes, Dev was very patient and…and he made me laugh so I stopped being embarrassed. He made it great.”

      If he hadn’t known better, even he would have been convinced by her words. But he did know better. Noelle was saying all the right things to convince her sister.

      He stepped back into the house and quietly closed the slider. If Jimmy had been the typical twenty-yearold, Noelle’s first and only night of passion probably hadn’t been anything she remembered fondly. He, Dev, hadn’t been anything great in bed at that age. He found himself wanting to apologize for something that wasn’t his fault.

      Later, when Lily left, he found Noelle in the kitchen.

      “Did you enjoy having your sister drop by?” he asked.

      She looked up from the vegetables she was chopping and smiled. “She’s always fun.”

      “I started to come out on the patio to join you, but I heard what you were talking about,” he said.

      She frowned for a second, then blushed. “Oh. That.”

      “Thanks for the compliment.”

      Her mouth twisted in a half smile. “I had to say something. I couldn’t admit my first time had been with Jimmy.”

      “Or that it hadn’t been very good.”

      She set down the knife and looked at him. “How did you know?” she asked, sounding shocked. “Did he say anything? Did he tell you I was awful?”

      “He didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to.” Dev leaned against the counter. “It comes with the territory. Most young guys aren’t great in bed. They haven’t had the time to develop any skills, nor are they especially interested in anything but getting laid.” He grinned sheepishly. “At twenty, it’s all about getting laid.”

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