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was the CFO of Jack’s company and, according to Kelly, incredibly smart and successful? Jill had him pegged as some playboy socialite.
    Andrew ran his hand down the small of Jill’s back and leaned in close to her ear. “Do you want something to drink, Jill?”
    Jill realized she hadn’t answered Andrew when he asked her the first time. Andrew’s hand on her back was probably completely innocent and meant to be friendly, but the heat that radiated through her at his touch was anything but innocent – and was very distracting. Jill looked up at him and swallowed.
    “A Margarita?” Jill suggested but in her head she was doing all she could to try to shut down the effect of Andrew’s touch. It’s gonna be a loooong night.

Chapter Six
    Andrew couldn’t believe Kelly had been trying to set him up with Jill. Unfortunately, that connection was all the more reason for him to stay away from Jill, romantically. Her family was not only literally and figuratively close to his, she was also friends with his friends now. Way too close to home for Andrew’s comfort. Too bad Jill was so damned tempting.
    Andrew walked back over to the group with Jill’s drink in his hand and listened as Kelly explained that she and Jill had met recently at a gallery in town. Jill had been there overseeing the installation of her photographs when Kelly went in to shop.
    “Her work is amazing. I went in there to look for something to put in the living room over the fireplace and couldn’t believe her photographs. I bought one of her pieces for that spot and another smaller piece for your study, Jack,” Kelly was saying.
    “I didn’t realize one of the galleries you show in is here in New Haven,” Andrew said. He handed Jill her margarita and watched her take a sip. He found himself staring at her lips as they caressed the rim of the glass. He swallowed a groan when her tongue came out to lick the salt off her full lips. Andrew reluctantly tore his eyes away and brought them back up to Jill’s as she answered his question.  Damn, she was going to be hard to ignore.
    “One is here in New Haven and the other’s in Hartford. I’ll be meeting with another gallery in New York next week and I’m hoping they’ll at least offer me a temporary installation,” Jill said.
    “Well, you’ll need to show me your work soon,” Andrew heard himself say and resisted the urge to smack himself in the head.
    Bad idea, Andrew. A private showing of Jill’s art sure as hell wasn’t going to cool things off.  
    The group talked and laughed. Jack told stories about Andrew from business school and Kelly told Jill about her first year in law school. Andrew noticed that Jill seemed to be sucking down quite a few margaritas. He wondered if she was in a bit of a wild phase after her divorce or if she was always like this. As he watched her, Andrew found himself wondering a lot of things about Jill. What happened with Jill and her husband? Did he cheat on her? Hurt her? Obviously, he was a fucking moron for letting her slip away. Complete fucking moron.
    Andrew wondered what Jill looked like under the green sweater she wore. The green sweater that made her hazel eyes look a bit greener than they usually did. What would it feel like to kiss those full, rose-colored lips? H ow would she respond during sex? With little moans and pants or would she scream out his name? Oh shit. I’m a dead man.
    “Andrew? Andrew?” Kelly asked.
    “Hmm? Oh! Sorry. What was that, Kelly?” Andrew tried to recover.
    “We were just saying that it’s probably time for us to call it a night. You okay?” Jack asked.
    “Yeah, I was just thinking about some work things. I should head home, too,” Andrew said. They stood and prepared to leave.
    He noticed Jill didn’t seem all that steady on her feet when she slid off the barstool and picked up her purse.
    “Why don’t I drive you home, Jill?” Andrew took hold of Jill’s arm to steady her and she smiled up at him.
    “I