from behind the wheel. Anger rolled off him in waves. His nostrils flared, and a muscle ticked in his jaw.
He turned his head and glared at her as a giggle slipped past her lips. “You knew, didn’t you? You knew before we ever even went in what kind of place it was, and you never said a word.”
“I tried, Jack.”
“Not too damn hard you didn’t.”
When they entered The Flaming Dragon, they were greeted by a fashionable hostess who showed them to their table. He kept his gaze fixed on her when the waitress took their drink and appetizer orders. Kayla had no way of knowing one tiny trip to the men’s room would be the end of their fine dining experience.
“Jack, how could you not realize the vast majority of the women in the restaurant were men?” The teasing tone in her voice only seemed to spark his irritation with her.
“I wasn’t exactly looking at the other women. I was looking at you, damn it. But when our waitress joined me at the urinals and said she would love to know how you stayed so feminine looking, everything became crystal clear.”
The laugh that erupted from her earned her a stern look from Jack.
She held up her hands in surrender. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to laugh, but if you could have seen the look on your face.”
“The look on my face isn’t going to compare to the one you’re going to have when I give you your spanking.”
Kayla tapped the clock on the dash. “My spanking is going to have to wait. We are out of time for the night.”
Jack pushed the black Stetson back on his head and glanced at her. “Good. That will give me some time to think of a fitting punishment for you.”
Chapter Four
Jack watched Kayla serving in the dining room the next evening. She really had a way with people. All it took was a simple smile from her delectable mouth and even the grumpy old goat two tables away seemed to soften up and see things in a different light. After last night, so did he.
They had shared the ride home talking and laughing. She was an amazing woman, so full of life and love for her uncle and the horses. It was a shame Laura didn’t appreciate her loyalty more.
When Jack broached the subject of her salary, Kayla blushed and said only that it was enough. Enough for what, he couldn’t imagine. He knew she and her uncle lived in a small cabin on the property, it was included as part of their pay, but seeing how Laura treated her help, he had a feeling the salary they made was just enough to scrape by on. While Laura, on the other hand, basked in the luxury of the forty-five hundred square foot log home just up from the lodge.
He heard his name being called and glanced around to see Laura headed his way. She sat in the vacant chair across the table from him and flashed him a toothy grin.
“I haven’t seen you much in the past couple of days, Jack. I hope you’ve been having fun.”
His eyes roamed to Kayla as she breezed around the room. “Yes, I have been.” He turned back to find Laura watching him intently.
“Then I’m glad I caught you. I was hoping I could persuade you into letting me show you my ranch after dark. There are some very romantic spots to see.”
“I’m sorry, but I have plans this evening. I am supposed to meet a client in Estes to discuss a deal.”
Laura rolled her eyes. “This is supposed to be a vacation for most people. How can you think about work when you’re surrounded by so much beauty?”
“It makes good business sense to kill two birds with one stone, don’t you think?” Though after his conversation with Kayla last night, he knew the woman who shared his table didn’t put business first.
“Oh, I suppose. But you will have to make time for me while you’re here. I would never forgive myself if one of my guests felt neglected.” She reached across the table and trailed her fingers across the back of his hand.
Jack resisted the urge to jerk his hand away from her touch. If she was this forward thinking of him as
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