mumbled, and her voice had been slightly deep,
very sexy. He’d looked into her jewel-like green eyes for that split second
before she brushed past him.
He’d
turned and watched her walk off quickly out of the apartment building, moving
through the revolving doors without a backward glance. He’d stepped into the
elevator and it was only when the doors closed that he suddenly remembered he’d
stopped breathing.
Hell,
she was beautiful. Those haunting green eyes, her full, puffy lips with the
natural glow of pink in them…her unblemished though somewhat pale skin…She
looked quite young, perhaps early twenties – which made him at most ten
years older than her. But then surely that wasn’t such a turn off, was it? Not
like he was some perv stalker-to-be. But it would have been nice if she stopped
to say hello each of those times they’d almost run into each other again.
Alas,
she was more content to do the scampering thing and disappear round the
corridor or down the stairs before he could say a word. Damn. He’d really have
liked to know her better. There was something different about her. A bit of an edge, a hint of the exotic in her beauty.
And
then Ethan had to remind himself that an involvement, even fleeting, with a
female at that moment was out of the question. For one, he was monumentally
busy with keeping his lucrative publishing business on track – and in
addition, there was the very recent, very messy break-up with his ex, Leanne. He
still wasn’t completely over that .
In
fact, he should be shuddering at the thought of even getting near a woman right
now. Hadn’t Leanne proven that the species were hardly to be trusted? Not only
had she tried to steal from him via his company’s funds, she was also a
self-confessed gold digger whom he’d overheard telling her friend she was only
with him for all that family money.
Yikes , he thought, with an actual
shudder this time. To think of how close he’d been to getting married to the
seemingly career driven, glamorous and sexy Leanne Wilbur. Her family was old
money, though from the way she’d been desperate about getting her claws into
his cash, then that old money was all but crumbling into non-existent smoke by
now. Not that he felt sorry for her. With her sophisticated good looks and
lofty aura, she’d be finding another rich sucker soon enough.
Shoving
his hand through his short raven black hair, he forced back those thoughts and
finally stood in front of his door which he unlocked before he went in.
*
Hailey
drew in a relieved breath as she shut her door behind her. Still not quite
sure, she twisted to look through her eyehole. Okay, not that she really
thought he’d follow her, but…
Hailey
just couldn’t understand why that guy got to her so much. Well, apart from the
fact that he was sexy as sin and undeniably gorgeous, of course. The fact that
he seemed several years older did nothing to detract from her attraction, it
heightened it. He had to be above thirty and yet he had the whipcord build of a
guy ten years his age. Every inch of him had been impeccable.
Moments
ago, they’d very much almost run into each other – again. It was like
fate was being deliberately cruel. Either that or he’d somehow mastered her
routine and knew just when she’d been coming in or going out –
Absurd,
she thought to herself, finally moving from the locked door and advancing into
her very nicely furnished, open plan apartment. Well, not exactly hers, but,
well, it already felt like home. There was something to be said about living in a plush , spacious abode with every needed gadget
available and to top it off, the best view of Manhattan a soul could wish for.
Which
was why she’d rather not do anything to jeopardize that. Which meant, of
course, keeping a low profile in the building so that no one could guess that
she had no right to be there.
When
Samantha, her best friend, had allowed her to move in while she was away in
Barbados with her