life. Are you dying?â
âNo. Well, technically weâre all dying, butââ
âDonât give me some existential bull. Are you terminally ill?â
âNo. Taryn, donât quiz me, okay? Itâs getting us nowhere.â
âIt could get me somewhere, because if I guess the right thing, you wonât be able to lie about it. I know that about you.â
âYou wonât guess it.â
âThatâs what you think.â The light of battle gleamed in her eyes. âIâve solved tougher puzzles than this, buster.â
âThen Iâm asking you, for both our sakes, to stop trying. Please let it go.â
âBut that means I have to let
you
go.â
âAnd vice versa.â
âAnd thatâs what you want?â
âNo.â His brain continued to fizz with sexual frustration. âWell, yes, for your sake.â
âDamn, youâre stubborn.â
âSays the pot to the kettle.â
She looked into his eyes for a moment longer. Then she sighed. âOkay, then, letâs head to Colorado and get this over with.â She loosened her grip on his head and backed out of his arms.
âRight.â He leaned down and picked up the handle of her suitcase. He couldnât remember feeling more lost and alone.
They walked in silence to the elevator. As the doors opened and she stepped inside, she glanced at him. âNice kiss, by the way.â
âThanks.â He was afraid his longing was being reflected in his eyes, but he couldnât summon a poker face right now. âYou, too.â
She leaned against the brass railing as the elevator started its descent. âSo let me get this straight. You want me, and I want you, but we can never be together for reasons you canât tell me, and itâs all for my own good. Is that what youâre saying?â
âYes.â He stayed on the opposite side of the elevator.
âBut, because I hacked into your database, you need me to correct the weaknesses in your system, which means weâll be in the same general area for a few days.â
âTrue. In fact, Iâll be the one driving you back and forth from the inn to the office.â
âHmm.â Speculation shone in her hazel eyes.
Heâd always enjoyed watching her think about technical issues, but now she was thinking about
him,
and he wasnât entirely comfortable with that. âIâm the logical one to do it.â
âMakes sense. You hired me, and we already know each other. I also assume you want to know about what I find, so weâll have to work together during the day.â
âSome.â
âWonât that be...frustrating?â
He couldnât pretend to misunderstand. âProbably.â
âWonât you want to kiss me again?â
âYes.â
âAnd take me to bed?â
He swallowed. âYes, butââ
âThen why not enjoy each other before we go our separate ways?â
His heart hammered. Earlier today heâd been very clear in his mind about why that was a bad idea. But he wasnât the one whoâd suggested it, which made all the difference. âYouâd be okay with that?â
She smiled. âIâll take you any way I can get you.â
Chapter 4
T aryn loved having the last word, and handing Coleâs earlier comment back to him had been a triumphant moment. The elevator opened immediately after she delivered that line, which worked out well, because they were no longer alone, and wouldnât be for some time. Heâd have hours to contemplate her suggestion with absolutely no way of acting on it.
At the end of that time, he should be a testosterone-driven, heat-seeking missile. That was the Cole Evergreen she wanted in her feather bed at the Nutcracker Inn tonight. And tonight would be only the beginning of her two-pronged attack.
Now that she knew he wanted her, she wasnât about to let him get
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