lady. Everyone around knew Mrs. Elliot. She made sure of it.
Her cheeks flushed. “I live at home. Temporarily. Now that my consulting business is taking off, I hope to get a place of my own soon.”
Will loved his mom, but he sure as hell couldn’t live with her for five minutes, and she was way nicer than Elizabeth Elliot. “What are you looking for? My sister Kelly is a Realtor. She helped me get my house.” Buying a foreclosure was not for sissies. Filling out the paperwork had practically put him under.
“Oh! I’m not ready to b-buy. I may not even stay in town.”
“Well, let me know. She may be my sister, but she’s pretty reputable. She’s won all kinds of top producer awards. Here, I’ve got her card in my wallet.” They threw each other business when they could—why not? What were families for?
Alex took it and slipped it into her little red bag. “Thanks. I’ve got to catch the employee shuttle to the parking lot. It was very nice seeing you again. To catch up .” She held out a hand.
Will took it. “Don’t forget to call your insurance company.”
Her shoulders drooped. “Already done. The adjuster is meeting me tomorrow.”
“Let me know if you want me to be there. I can say it was my fault.”
“It was your fault!”
“Didn’t I just say so?”
“But you didn’t mean it.”
Will burst out laughing. “Busted. Can I ride the bus with you to your car?”
She shook her head. “That’s not allowed.” She tapped the badge pinned to her jacket. “They’re very big on security here. You look dangerous.”
Will didn’t feel dangerous. In fact, he was pretty sure Ms. Alexandra Elliott Russell was about to lead him around by his…
Nose.
“Can I see you again?” he asked impulsively.
Her eyebrows met. “I’m going to be awfully busy. Two jobs. Traveling. I don’t want to neglect my daughter, either.”
She didn’t say no.
“But you won’t be too busy to eat. You like to eat.”
She gave him a little shove. It was friendly. Maybe. “Are you saying I’m a glutton? If you didn’t want to give me your sandwich, you should have said so.”
“I have a feeling I can’t deny you, Princess.” Don’t deny me, Will thought, as he bent to kiss her.
This was too a date.
Chapter 5
I t was a good thing she was wearing heels, because he was so very much taller than she was.
What was she thinking? She wasn’t supposed to be kissing him. She wasn’t supposed to be kissing anybody .
But here he was, cupping her cheek, bending over, smelling great. Some kind of citrus aftershave. She’d have to ask what it was if she could ever move her mouth to actually talk again.
His lips were warm and gentle yet insistent, and Alexandra felt she had no choice but to open hers just a little.
Wow.
Yum.
Man. In every sense of the word.
Alexandra was a smart girl, but just now her vocabulary was reduced to three-letter words.
She hadn’t been kissed in years. Emma’s sticky ones didn’t count. In fact, her whole face was almost virgin territory. She hadn’t even had a facial in ages because she couldn’t afford one. Alexandra realized not even her mother had touched her cheek with affection lately. Will’s callused fingertips sent jolts straight to her—
Best not think of where they were going. Also practically virgin territory.
She had to go home. She had to get up early and feed Emma breakfast and strategize her calendar. Alexandra had no time to give in to her treacherous body. Just because the man could kiss like a genius didn’t mean a thing.
She’d been in Mrs. Macht’s English class with him, and he was no genius.
They had nothing in common. They’d been practically enemies. So why was she still on tiptoe letting his tongue into the corner of her mouth? Why was her hand clutching the collar of his jacket?
Beautiful fabric.
At least she had some semblance of her mind left. She took a shuffling step backward and heard an ominous crack.
Good thing he caught