so whatâs on your mind?â
âWeâre working on a project in my engineering class, and I need your help.â
âWhat kind of project?â
âDesigning an intruder detection system. Iâm having trouble with it differentiating between humans and pets. Right now it goes off anytime thereâs movement.â
âInside, outside or both?â
âInside. It should work in any enclosed environment.â
âDid you build in filters to minimize false positives and negatives?â
âI thought I did,â she grumbled. âSo, can you help?â
He really wanted to call Siobhan, but it would have to wait. He rose to his feet and walked to his office. âYeah. Send me what you have and weâll work on it.â
âThanks, Justin! Iâm going to put you on speaker so Alana and Francesca can hear.â
âWho?â
âMy partners. Those guys arenât going to know what hit them when we unveil this project,â Jocelyn added with a giggle.
Justin shook his head and clicked on the email his sister had sent. He plugged in the cell, figuring the battery would be close to dead by the time the call ended if he didnât. He scanned the document. âAll right. Letâs see what youâve got.â
They went back and forth, and he talked them through a series of steps. He asked them several questions and was impressed by the wealth of knowledge all three young women possessed. Instead of using sensors, which an intruder could step over or avoid, they had chosen to use a camera and create a system with image processing. Later, Jocelyn assured him they could handle things, thanked him and hung up with a promise to let him know how the final project turned out.
He checked the timeâfive oâclock. Knowing he shouldnât, but unable to resist, Justin dialed Siobhan.
âHello,â came the tentative greeting when she answered.
âSiobhan, itâs Justin.â
âOh. Hey.â
âDid I catch you at a bad time?â
âWe just finished cooking dinner and are about to take everything to the table.â
âIâm sorry. I figured youâd be done with dinner.â
âItâs no problem. I usually come early to help with the cooking,â Siobhan answered. âWas there something you wanted?â
âYes. No.â Justin felt like a sixteen-year-old again, calling a girl for the first time. What was wrong with him? âI just wanted you to know how much I enjoyed your company today, and Iâm hoping youâll give me a chance to take you out on a real date.â
Her soft laughter came through the line. âYouâre persistent, if nothing else.â
He hadnât got this far in life without being tenacious, particularly when it came to pursuing his goals. âOnly when necessary.â
âI did say Iâd think about it, but stalking me isnât going to win you any prizes or dates .â
He chuckled. âOkay, so no stalking. Got it. What about kisses? Siobhan!â he called when she didnât answer.
âIâm here.â
âWell?â
âWell, what?â
âMy kisses. Will they win me any prizes or a date?â
âI have to go, Justin.â
âYouâre not going to answer my question?â
âNo, I am not,â she whispered. âGoodbye.â
âIâll talk to you later.â Justin drummed his fingers on the desk. He had no idea what possessed him to flirt with her that way. His common sense seemed to take a hike each time he heard her voice. Canceling the date would be the best thing, but he didnât see that happening, either.
Chapter 4
S iobhan clutched the phone to her chest and drew in a deep, steadying breath. Hearing Justinâs smooth-as-velvet voice brought back everything his kisses made her feel with vivid clarityâfeelings she had spent the past three hours trying to forget. Why
Lisa Mondello, L. A. Mondello