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of the details and make sure my wife gets everything she
needs.” He held out his hand to Jada.
    She stood and shook his hand. Another buzz. Too bad she was
leaving already.
    “It’s been a pleasure meeting you,” Ian said, covering her
hand with both of his own warm, larger ones. “You’ll find my private number in
your new phone. Call me if you have any problems, okay?”
    She nodded. “I will.”
    “Goodbye, for now, then.” He waved a hand at Cathy.
    And it was all kind of strange suddenly. It was such an
abrupt ending. The next thing Jada knew, Cathy was ushering her toward the
door. Jada hardly had time to turn briefly in the doorway before she was swept
away into the outer offices.
    Her last sight of Ian was of him standing, backlit by the
huge windows. He was looking straight at her and was wearing that odd
expression again. What was it, anyway? What did it mean? It was wistful, maybe.
Lonely? No, that couldn’t be it.
    Billionaires couldn’t possibly be wistful or lonely.
    Before she could get examine him further, Cathy moved her
onward, shutting the door behind them.
    Jada wondered if she’d ever see Ian again.
     
     

Chapter Five
     
    IAN WATCHED JADA GO. HE wanted to call her back, ask her to
hang out, have some lunch. Impossible. He didn’t know what he was thinking.
    “I like her,” Sullivan said, “although she’s completely
wrong about Miss Kitty. Outrageous. It was all I could do not to argue. I hope
you appreciate the deference I gave her as your wife.”
    Ian snorted, then strolled over to the windows. “When do you
think we’ll get some answers on this thing?”
    “I don’t know. It’s the weekend, and government doesn’t do
weekends like we civilians do. I’m thinking the earliest would be sometime
Monday, and that’s if we’re lucky.”
    Ian didn’t respond, simply stared off toward the small bend
of the river that was in sight. He found himself watching the river more and
more these days, considering how the water moved, traveling incessantly, ever
in motion.
    “We don’t need you around to take care of this, you know,”
Sullivan said.
    “What?”
    “Why don’t you head out to the lake cabin yourself? Relax
for a few days. You won’t be able to go out in public, anyway, not with this
story having everyone lathered up. It’d be nice to get a breather. You work too
hard, my friend.”
    Ian perked up. It was an appealing idea. It would be nice to
have a few days to fish and relax, eat some of Mrs. Best’s home cooking.
    And spend some time with one Jada Howarth.
    That was it, wasn’t it? He really just wanted to go because
she would be there. She intrigued him. It didn’t hurt that she was achingly
attractive. He thought his brain had stopped working when she walked into his
office. The television certainly hadn’t done her justice.
    She’d worn her hair in a simple, sleek ponytail. Her makeup
was light, serving as accent and not distracting from her elegant features. She
had on a simple, lovely spring dress that showed off her bare, slender arms.
The skirt was demurely cut, just below her knees, and she had the most shapely,
delicate calves and ankles that begged to be stroked. Her small feet nestled in
classic, low heels.
    And she smelled like flowers.
    Jada was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, and he’d
seen a lot of beautiful women in his time. Hell, he’d dated a lot of them. And
slept with most.
    None of them matched Jada. It wasn’t simply that she had
lovely features and flawless, glowing coffee skin. It was her as a whole. It
was like she had an aura or an inner magnet that drew him to her.
    The idea of spending time at the lake cabin with her was
tempting. He shouldn’t do it. She was a small-town girl, pulled into something
out of her control. She was probably scared and worried, though she didn’t show
it. She was brave that way.
    He should stay away, for her own good if not for his. Good,
brave girls didn’t belong in his world. He