At His Service: Flirting with the Boss: Crazy about her Spanish Boss / Hired: The Boss's Bride / Blind Date with the Boss. Элли Блейк

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      If other people weren’t living at La Rosaleda, would he have taken her to the bedroom? Or to his other house? There was a moment out there when he was looking in her eyes, she’d thought he was going to kiss her. She’d stopped breathing while she waited, but something held him back.

      He wasn’t indifferent to her. She knew that. On some elemental level they had a connection that was growing stronger. She could blame part of his hesitation on the damage done by his ex-wife. After what he’d been through it would take more courage than Jillian had to enter into new relationship, but there was another problem.

      She and Remi weren’t like ships passing in the night, where they could share a few hours of passion before they both moved on never to see each other again. She couldn’t do that anyway. It wasn’t how she was made. Kyle had been her only lover, but she wasn’t so naive as to suppose Remi hadn’t been with other women since his divorce.

      This situation was different. They were joined in a financial venture that was vital to both of them. She didn’t want anything to go wrong for him and she’d made a commitment to stay until December. To become physically involved would complicate everything.

      It already had. Her body still throbbed from his ministrations. What had possessed her out there? For sure she wouldn’t be taking any dips in the pool in his presence.

      Still shaken by her desire for him, she had to do something to offset it, but how could she do that when she’d be seeing him again in a few minutes? Which reminded her that her hair was a damp mess. She went into the bathroom to brush it into some semblance of order and change into jeans and a T-shirt.

      When she emerged a few minutes later, she heard her cell phone ring. Her watch said it was almost four in the afternoon. That would be Dave. He was up by now and wanted to talk before leaving for work. She’d have to call him later. Remi was waiting.

      Grabbing the towel off the chair she hurried out of the bedroom to join him. She couldn’t reach the patio room fast enough, but all the wind rushed out of her when she discovered he wasn’t alone. Her steps slowed.

      “Hola, Paco.”

      He nodded with a smile. “Senora.” What if the foreman had come in while Remi had been washing her hair? More than ever she realized how careful she needed to be from now on. She laid the towel over the chair.

      Her host flicked her a veiled glance. In the interim he’d changed into trousers and a work shirt. She’d give anything to know what he was thinking behind that brooding facade.

      “You’ll have to excuse me, Jillian. Something urgent has come up that needs my attention. I’ll see you later. Enjoy your meal.” She watched him leave and felt life go out of the room.

      Not wanting to sit here alone, she carried her tray of food back to the bedroom. With unexpected time on her hands she walked over to the laptop and composed an e-mail to Pia while she ate. Once it was sent, she reached for her phone and called her brother.

      “Thanks for getting back to me, Jilly. Are you alone?”

      Quite alone. She wondered what emergency had called Remi away. “Yes.”

      “Good. This is your big brother you’re talking to now. How bad is it? I want the truth!”

      With her emotions in knots over Remi she’d actually forgotten about her eye. She got to her feet and started pacing. “I told you earlier. There’s one spot that’s blurry. That’s it. I’m already used to it.”

      “No, you’re not.”

      Her hand tightened on the phone. “Listen—there’s something more important I have to tell you.”

      She sank down on the side of the bed. In the next breath she explained about her new business venture and her plan to stay until December.

      “Jil—”

      “Just hear me out,” she interrupted. Having anticipated an argument, she told him about the tragedy Remi had lived through. She hadn’t planned on telling him something that private, but the situation had changed drastically since their last conversation.

      Her words silenced her brother, who eventually muttered, “The poor devil.”

      She jumped to her feet, unable to sit still. “He hasn’t let it defeat him. Remi’s remarkable.”

      “He sounds like you. But be careful, Jilly. I can hear it in your voice.”

      Heat filled her cheeks. “Hear what?”

      “You’re nuts about him. Angela and I’ve been hoping you’d meet someone, but when a man’s been hurt that deeply, those wounds have scarred him. One day he could destroy you without even realizing it. He’s not like Kyle in any way, shape or form. You do know that.”

      “Yes,” she whispered, trying in vain to hold back the tears.

      He made a strange sound in his throat. “I don’t think you do, but it’s too late for this talk, isn’t it?”

      The feel of Remi’s fingers in her hair still rippled through her body. “I’m afraid it is.” She wiped the tears with the back of her free hand. “Let’s change the subject. How’s Angela doing?”

      “All’s well. It’s the waiting game now.”

      “Have you picked out a name yet for my newest nephew to be?”

      “We’ve narrowed it down to Max or Matt.”

      “I like both.”

      “Maybe our baby won’t look like either one and we’ll have to come up with something else.”

      She’d been thinking about Remi’s babies, the ones she wanted to have with him. They’d have incredibly long, gorgeous names like Basilio Remigio de Gray y Goyo, or a Carolina Alfonso Domenica de Gray y Goyo. Whether Conde or Condesa, they’d have beautiful olive skin and flashing black eyes. Their children would be loved and cherished and—

      “Jilly?”

      She blinked. Her brother was still on the line. “I’m here. I was just about to tell you I’ll fly over for a quick visit in August to see the new arrival.”

      “We’re all looking forward to that. The kids adore their aunt.”

      “I love them,” she said, her voice trembling. “Now I’d better let you go so you can earn your living.”

      “Don’t be upset with me, Jilly. All I want is your happiness.”

      “That goes both ways. We’ll keep in close touch. Love you.” She hung up before he could say anything else.

      Depending on how things were going by August, maybe Remi would fly over with her. He could visit his distributor in New York. She could drop in to see Pia. They could even write it off as a business expense.

      Perhaps Remi would even drive to Albany with her. She wanted the two men in her life to meet. Angela would absolutely die when СКАЧАТЬ