cocked a hip. “What did you say a second ago?”
“Thinking out loud.” He pointed ahead. “I believe your room is up there on the right.” This woman needed a GPS attached around her neck.
She slid her key, and leaned against the door after opening it a crack. “Thank you. I can get this into my room from here.”
“I’ll wait down by the elevator. Come out of your room and turn left.” He spun on his heel and walked off before she had a chance to say anything. No way was she letting him in her room. Best for him, too. Maybe she was a psycho.
Ambling around in front of the elevator, he reflected back on an hour and a half ago. All he did was drive past the school. There she was, standing in front of a hot looking Mustang, as cute as they came. He’d decided if she was still there when he returned from the leather store, he’d stop to see if she needed help. Sure enough, her car still sat there—an obvious problem.
And he waited.For a cup of coffee? He traced his heel over the black lines in the floral carpet in front of the elevators. What had his mother been up to anyway? Asking the woman to buy him a cup of coffee? Knowing her, she had her own agenda going on. Maybe she thought he’d been without a woman too long, too.
He continued to wait. “What is taking her so long?” Jase mumbled under his breath, forgetting what it was like to wait on a woman. He headed that way but turned around. The door opened and he glanced over his shoulder. Fresh make-up and her hair had been smoothed back. Gorgeous plump lips the color of a summer sunrise. “Shit.” He waited where he was and she came to him.
“Thanks for waiting. It took longer than I expected.” She used her thumb to point back. “It’s nice there. Shall we finally get that coffee?” She stayed by his side all the way to the elevator, but took a step’s distance away from him while waiting for the door to open.
He inhaled her scent. She had refreshed her perfume. “Yeah, finally. It’s a little late for coffee. How about a beer?” Jase peered into her blue eyes. “Sound okay?” He held his hands up. “You can trust me. If any man ever meant it, I do.”
“Somehow, I believe you’re telling the truth. I did want to sleep tonight and coffee would kick my ass to—wide awake.”
“A teacher who swears?” He thought it was kind of cool.
“Well, not in school. I’m on vacation.” She laughed. “Once I walk through those doors, I leave the swearing to the students, the bigger ones that is. Yes, I worked in middle school, too.”
“Yeah, they have a mouth these days. I’d take my kids behind the barn and whip their backside.” Jase waited to see her reaction. He chuckled inwardly when it was exactly what he expected. “You believe that? I don’t touch my kids that way, ma’am, but I had to say it though. Sometimes I can’t control what I say to get a pretty girl’s attention. Right now I wish I could touch them anyway… Wait, that didn’t sound right either.”
“I must warn you that isn’t the appropriate thing to tell a teacher. We have to turn in anything we suspect.”
When the elevator opened, he held the door and motioned for her to go ahead. There was a couple on with them, and they all held their conversations.
They stood outside the elevator door when they got off. “Guess I have to hope you knew I was joking.” Jase removed his hat and in an erratic move, shoved his fingers through his hair. “What I meant was, I’d like to have them near so I could hug them, kiss them good night like I used to.” He gazed into her eyes, not knowing where that all came from.
She straightened the purse strap on her shoulder. “How many kids do you have?”
He guessed she did only hear what she wanted. He had told her earlier he had two kids. Why did he start this? Dammit, he should be home checking the computer, searching for his kids, not standing here with some hottie he just met. “Hey, Brenna, I’ll…ah, head on
John Steinbeck, Richard Astro