Crazy About The Boss. Teresa Southwick

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СКАЧАТЬ a five-star hotel one doesn’t have to guess. One counts on it, which is why one stays there.”

      “If one can afford it.” She knew Jack could afford it.

      They ate in silence for a few moments, then Maddie made the mistake of looking at him. The brooding expression on his face tugged at her, because Jack didn’t brood, and again she was amazed by how little she knew him. On the one hand she was safer not learning anything new. On the other, that damn dark expression on his face made her want to do something to make it go away.

      “So can we talk about your family?” she asked.

      “No.”

      She dragged her fork through the mashed potatoes so the dammed up gravy could escape. Glancing at Jack, she realized he looked like a man with dammed-up feelings in need of release. And that was why she couldn’t take no for an answer. “I thought you were going to deck your dad.”

      His gaze narrowed on her. “Did you now?”

      She noted that he’d elevated the non-answer to an art form. “You never told me you had parents.”

      “Everyone does. It seemed that confirming the obvious was an insult to your intelligence.”

      His smile held no humor and made her shiver. But that didn’t stop her. “I guess your parents are divorced? So where’s your mother?”

      “Dublin.” He cut a piece of turkey and forked it into his mouth, his gaze not leaving hers as he chewed.

      “Are you going to see her?”

      “I suspect I’ll have occasion to visit.”

      She took a hearty drink of the wine he’d poured. “I meant while we’re here.”

      “Technically this isn’t Ireland. London is in England.”

      “Thanks for the geography lesson.” She knew he was deliberately trying to sidetrack her. She knew he could chew her up and spit her out if the focus he turned on her got personal. But she’d developed a tough façade so that he didn’t walk all over her and was never more grateful than right now. “Just so you know, the British accents were a big clue for me. To put a finer point on it, I meant since we’re so close, are you going to visit?”

      “There’s a time issue. I’m not sure—”

      “For God’s sake, Jack, we came all this way. To pop over to Ireland is like going from New York to New Jersey.”

      “I’ll think about it.”

      Maddie studied the dark look. Jack acted on instinct, gut feeling, deciding yes or no in a split second. He didn’t think about it. That was her job. She knew he’d already made up his mind and decided to change the subject. For now.

      “I liked Emma.” She finished the wine in her glass and he refilled it. “She seems nice.”

      “I don’t want to talk about my family.”

      As if she needed it, there was another red flag that something wasn’t right with him. He was normally open and honest, too honest. On a regular basis he told her more than she wanted to know about his current woman. But now he was closed off and detached. What was up with that?

      And the way he was looking at her… Maddie had shared dinner with him before, but not like this. They’d ordered in at work, and on the intimate scale it had never even registered. But this was intimate. God knew she wasn’t experienced, but she’d have to be a moron not to feel the pent up sexual energy in him. And all that energy directed at her seemed to be affecting her brain function, which no man had managed to do since college. She had to deflect it somehow.

      “Tell me about Max?”

      Something flared hot in his eyes, burning through the shadows. “What about him?”

      “Well, for one thing, he’s very cute.”

      “Looks can be deceiving.”

      “Speaking of looks,” she said, “there’s a family resemblance. Does he treat women like tissues, too?”

      “Tissues?”

      “Disposable—like tissues.”

      “Max isn’t your type,” he said again.

      “How do you know what my type is?”

      “I’ve met one or two. The accountant.” He sipped his wine as he thought for a moment. “The computer geek. The chemistry professor. There was no chemistry. With any of them.”

      “Like they’re going to show chemistry in front of my boss.”

      “If the spark is there, one can’t hide it.”

      “A lot you know.” She was hiding her feelings from Jack right now she thought, as he focused those amazing eyes on her. Her pulse stuttered and she took a deep breath. “Going from one woman to the next doesn’t exactly satisfy the prerequisites for advanced chemistry.”

      He leaned back in the chair and twirled his wineglass. “Just think of me as a scientist—experimenting until I get it right.”

      “Don’t even go there with me. You wouldn’t know chemistry if a science experiment blew up in your face. And it does on an annoyingly regular basis.”

      “And you know this how?”

      “Two words. Angelica Tedesco.”

      “Ah. A lovely girl.” He rested his elbows on the table and smiled his big-bad-wolf smile.

      “Girl being the operative word.” She shook her head. “I had to pick up the pieces when she came to the office in tears.”

      “While it lasted, the relationship was mutually satisfying.”

      “It never lasts, Jack. Why is that?” She folded her arms on the table.

      He lifted one broad shoulder dismissively. “I’m not looking for anything permanent. Don’t I get points for sending roses and breaking it off before someone gets hurt?”

      “You’re a hit-and-run player. How do you know there’s no such thing as love at first sight?”

      A dark eyebrow arched. “Maddie, I had no idea you were such a romantic.”

      She ignored the way his words pricked her. “You may not get hurt, but how do you know others don’t?”

      Maddie hurt for all the Angelica Tedescos in his life. And roses wouldn’t mend a broken heart. She knew for a fact only time would do that. Time and a promise not to make the same mistake. Jack had mistake written all over him.

      She met his gaze. “It occurs to me that you’re a lot like your father.”

      “You’re wrong.” His voice was sharp enough to cut glass.

      “Am I? What was it you СКАЧАТЬ