Having Tanner Bravo's Baby. Christine Rimmer

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СКАЧАТЬ forced herself to meet his eyes again. “It is bothering me.”

      He gave her a puzzled frown. “You need a loan, is that it?”

      She drew herself up. “Me? No way. I’ve quit jobs before. I’ll manage until I find another one. I always do.”

      “But that’s why I’m here, right? You invited me to dinner because you wanted to tell me you quit your job?”

      “Uh. Not exactly. But I did. I quit. Today. This afternoon.”

      He raked a hand back through his hair. She watched his bicep bulge with the movement and imagined sinking her teeth into the silky skin there—but gently. Teasingly…

      “Okay,” he said patiently. “Then…you’re going to tell me all about it?”

      “About…?”

      “Why you quit.”

      “Long story.”

      “I’m listening.”

      Crystal needed a moment to gather some courage. “How ’bout a beer?”

      “A beer.” He looked at her as if she’d lost a large section of her mind.

      She wiggled her fingers in the direction of the living area. “Go sit down. I’ll bring it out to you. I have to put the garlic bread in the oven, anyway.” Her glance fell on the blackened slab of lasagna and she muttered, “I think we’re going to need lots of bread.”

      Those piercing eyes of his scanned her face. Finally, he grunted. “Sure. Bring me a beer.” He turned toward the living area and the blue-covered futon that served as her sofa.

      A few minutes later, she joined him.

      He took the beer from her and set it on the coffee table without drinking from it. “Okay. Tell me. What’s up with you quitting your job?”

      “Nuts?” She offered the bowl she’d brought from the kitchen.

      He gave her a steady, unblinking look. “No, thanks.”

      “Fine.” She set the bowl down. “It’s like this. Maybe Kelly told you. I hate my boss—I mean my ex-boss.”

      “A law firm, isn’t it? You were working for Bandley and Schinker—family law, right?”

      “That’s right.”

      “They have a pretty good rep.”

      “They seemed okay, as law firms go. It was my boss I hated. I took the job when I first got to town.”

      “Yeah, I remember that.”

      “I hated it from the beginning. I don’t think I’m really cut out to work in a law office, even one with a good reputation. But I hung in, thinking I could make it last until I found something better.”

      “I can see where this is going. Tell me more about the ex-boss you hate.”

      She blew out a breath. “My former boss is tall, blond and square-jawed. Handsome if you don’t count his personality. Married. And a total weasel. He was always putting the make on me, in ways I’m sure he considered subtle. Until today. Today, he crossed the line and tried to kiss me. After I finished gagging, I told him I quit. That was it.” She tried a bright smile. “Not an especially original story, huh?”

      Tanner did not smile. “What’s his name?”

      His flat tone and the unreadable look in his eye told her way more than she wanted to know. “Uh-uh. No way. I know how you are, Tanner. And I’m grateful we’ve reached the point where I’m one of the people you feel responsible for. But in this case…you’re not.”

      “You said he tried to kiss you. That’s harassment. The least you can do is sue the bastard.”

      “Tanner. Listen.”

      “What?”

      “I only told you all this because…well, I don’t know exactly why I told you. But I do know I don’t need any help with this issue. I’ve done what I had to do, which is to quit. I’m finished. It’s over. End of story, time to move on. Are we clear on that?”

      “Sure.” His voice was flat, his eyes more so.

      God. What had possessed her to tell him about her horny jerk of an ex-boss? She never should have told him that. Incredible, the things people say when they should be saying something else.

      “I want your word,” she demanded darkly. “I mean it. I don’t want you to find out who my boss was. I don’t want you to track him down. I don’t want you do anything. Except listen the way you just did. That’s all I want. Honestly. Just for you to listen.”

      “That’s crap.”

      “No, it’s not crap. It’s…a woman thing. Women actually appreciate a friend who listens. For a woman, sometimes it’s all she needs. Someone to listen.”

      He picked up his beer then and poured about half of it down his throat. She watched his Adam’s apple slide as he swallowed. Then he leaned back against the futon and studied her, looking the way she imagined a hungry panther might look as he regarded his lunch.

      When he didn’t talk for about thirty seconds, she said, “Don’t give me the Clint Eastwood routine, okay? This is my business, which I shared with you. Mine. Get it? Mine. Nod if you can hear me.”

      A count of ten. And at last, with obvious reluctance, he dipped his head.

      She said, “I mean it, Tanner. Promise me you’ll stay out of this. Stay away from my ex-boss.”

      “I don’t like it. It’s not right. That SOB was out of line. Someone has to step up and show him what’s what.”

      “Got that. Understood. And you are not that someone. Because this is not your business. Now, give me your word you won’t try to find out anything about him, won’t approach him, won’t contact him, won’t do anything to him.”

      Just when she was certain he wouldn’t agree, he said, “All right. If that’s how you want it.”

      “It’s how I want it.”

      “Then fine,” he grumbled, looking like he wanted to break something. “You have my word.”

      The buzzer on the stove went off. “That’s the garlic bread,” she said brightly. “Let’s eat.”

      Crystal cut the lasagna, just to see if some of it might be salvageable. It wasn’t. But at least there was plenty of bread and salad.

      Crystal offered Tanner wine or another beer. He chose the beer. She left the bottle of wine on the counter.

      He looked at her sideways. “You’re not having any?”

      It was a great opening. Or at least, as good a one as she was likely to get. СКАЧАТЬ