Iâll see you on Monday,â he commented as they strolled up the walk.
âYes. We have a meeting at eight with the Baker sisters,â she reminded him as she unlocked and opened her door. Mable and Dorothy Baker owned six flower shops. Until recently, the two older women had fought against using computer technology to run their business, but after several meetings, they were less apprehensive. Jennifer hadnât been able to sway them, but after fifteen minutes with Alex, they were ready for almost anything. His charm never ceased to amaze her. Shaking her head, she turned to face him.
âRight.â Alexâs lips twisted into a smile. âI havenât told you how beautiful you look tonight.â His gaze caressed her face and shoulders, taking in her creamy skin, pausing a moment too long on her cleavage before returning to her face.
Jennifer blushed at his compliment, the sincerity of his tone causing her heart to skip a beat. âThank you. You look quite dashing yourself.â She smiled up athim as she ran her fingertips along his lapel. âA little like 007.â
âJames Bond, huh?â He grinned, liking the idea. James always got his woman, Alex thought, and his gaze fell to Jenniferâs mouth. His desire to kiss her again hadnât diminished in the time it had taken to drive her home.
Sheâd made it clear they should keep their relationship strictly business, so he had no recourse but to adhere to her wishes. She was right. If something personal happened between them, it could cause problems. Jennifer was a valuable employee. He wouldnât want to lose her. Still, he had to fight the urge to kiss her again.
Jenniferâs gaze connected with his. âThanks for the ride home,â she murmured.
âAnytime.â Knowing he couldnât kiss her was killing him. He reached up and caressed her shoulder, then ran his hand down her arm. Lifting her hand, he kissed her knuckles. It was all he could do not to pull her into his arms. Releasing her, he said good-night and headed to his car.
Jennifer went inside, then turned and watched Alex drive away. Closing the door, she leaned against it, savoring the feel of his lips against her skin. She tingled all over as she locked the door and went to her bedroom.
Glancing at her watch, she started to call Casey right then and there, but something held her back. As much as she wanted to admonish her friend for leaving her stranded, she wasnât up to talking to Casey about what had happened between her and Alex.
She wanted to keep the memory of his kiss to herself. Casey would want a detailed account of everything sheâd felt. And sheâd press Jennifer about herplans to get pregnant, wanting to know if winning Alex as her bachelor tonight had changed anything.
Jennifer didnât want to admit it, but she was in trouble. Somehow she had to get out of this date with Alex. Because now that she knew how it felt to kiss him, she wanted him more than ever.
But Alex Dunnigan wasnât hers to have.
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Alex walked into his office after meeting with the Baker sisters. The conference had taken longer than heâd planned, and it was nearly ten oâclock. He saw the large brown envelope on his desk and picked it up, not needing to look at the return address to know it was the information from his aunt detailing his date with Jennifer. Knowing sheâd want to find out what was in it right away, he picked up the telephone and punched the button for her intercom.
âCan you come in here for a minute?â he asked when she answered. He replaced the receiver, then took his seat behind his desk. Jennifer walked in moments later and he could see the curiosity in her eyes as she sat across from him.
âWhatâs in it?â she asked when she saw the envelope.
He shrugged. âI donât know. I thought youâd want to do the honors.â He handed it to her, then sat