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dog, he
scented her, too, the faint aroma of arousal and emotion.
    “Was it good?” She spoke with barely a sound,
but he read the words on her lips.
    He could feel the sex from that night, and
heat suddenly burned all the way to his gut. “Yes, it was.”
    But for a moment, the woman’s face he saw in
his mind, the feel of smooth female flesh beneath his fingers, the
warmth engulfing him, was no longer Ruby. It was Jessica.
     
     

Chapter Four
     
     
    “It won’t happen again. Not here.”
    Clay’s voice seemed to come from very far
away, but it was the images in her mind that consumed Jessica. Clay
with Ruby, reliving the things she’d just done with Bradley. Clay,
naked, gorgeous, powerful.
    “Ruby won’t embarrass you this way
again.”
    Embarrass her? It was what Ruby had done to
him that Jessica hated. He said he knew all about it, but there’d
been something in his face—his muscles tightening, lips
flat-lined—that testified Ruby had done some things he hadn’t known
about. Like where and with whom. That same look was in his eye now
as he apologized.
    When you had to apologize for someone else,
they’d obviously done something wrong.
    “Thank you,” she said. It felt like such an
inane response. She didn’t care if Ruby did it again; she only
cared how Clay felt about it, whether it hurt him. She would never
doing anything like that to him.
    Yet, God help her, the thought of sex, and
him, and Wednesday night. The kinkiness of it made her wet, her
n ipples hard, her skin flushed, a nd she
wanted to know so much more. Like why he enjoyed letting
Ruby make a fool of him. He didn’t seem the type. Yet after the
reading she’d done on the Internet, there appeared to be men who
didn’t think of it like that. Maybe they didn’t feel jealousy.
Maybe they didn’t love in the same way. Maybe Clay didn’t really
love Ruby.
    All the questions burning to be asked drove
her to the door. Before they spilled out. “I’ll get the answers on
these questions.” Thank God she’d written them down because she
didn’t remember a thing that had occurred before she blurted out
what she’d seen.
    “Jessica.”
    Please don’t say anything else . She
didn’t want to know any more.
    “Why were you here so late on Wednesday?”
    It wasn’t what she’d been expecting at all.
“The review for the board meeting. I had some things to finish
up.”
    “I don’t expect you to work until ten o’clock
at night,” he said.
    But she would, for him, if he needed
something. She realized how pathetic she sounded, even in her own
mind. “It’s only once a quarter.” Actually, she did it every month,
staying late or coming in on a Saturday to work uninterrupted.
    “I appreciate the dedication.”
    But was she too dedicated? Maybe he
thought she didn’t have a life outside of West Coast. Maybe he
thought she paid too much attention to what Ruby did.
    “Everything’s all right now, Jessica. Don’t
worry about it.”
    He’d returned to Ruby. Everything wasn’t all
right. She’d fantasized about him before, but she’d had it in
perspective. He was only a sex fantasy. Now, she imagined
herself as his rescuer, saving him from his horrible
girlfriend.
    She imagined taking Ruby’s place.
     
    * * * * *
     
    Clay allowed his anger to simmer until he got
home. The scent of Chinese food wafted out of the kitchen. Picking
up take-out was the extent of Ruby’s cooking skills. He didn’t
mind.
    “Hey, baby, I’m in here,” she called. Ruby
had a smoky voice, always on the edge of seduction. She liked to
conquer men, and he’d enjoyed it when she came home to him after a
little conquering. At forty, she was in her prime, her muscles firm
beneath a short skirt that hugged her bottom. The stylish suit
jacket plunged low. Most women would have worn a blouse under it,
but not Ruby. She dared men to look down the front. He’d always
liked that sense of daring about her, the air of sexuality that
brought men to their