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sparking. “Mine. Chicago tonight, Iowa tomorrow, Oklahoma… Ay caramba .”
    He leaned his head back against the headrest and stared at a sky so blue it almost mocked him. “What now?”
    “There are more of these places in Oklahoma.”
    “Oregon too,” he deadpanned.
    “What is it with you and Frank Lloyd Wright? They are just houses.”
    She missed the point completely. “He was an artist. His medium was architecture. He blended design and the environment into harmony. You never go to museums?”
    “Of course, but – ”
    “He’s the most famous architect America has ever produced. You don’t have to be interested, but show some respect.”
    She slid lower in her seat. “I don’t mean to be awful. I just want to go home.”
    Her words punched him in the gut. She didn’t just want to get home. She wanted to get away from him. “Because of last night?”
    She pulled her lower lip between her teeth. “It’s not every day a haunted house tries to turn you into a Popsicle. Twice.”
    Jaime had been the one to turn the shower cold, but pointing that out would end the conversation. “I thought you didn’t believe in ghosts.”
    She sighed, staring out the window again. “I don’t. It was probably some prankster.”
    He cleared his throat. “Your room wasn’t cold.”
    She whipped her head around, her wide brown eyes staring up at him. “Excuse me?”
    “When I went in it was the same temperature as mine.”
    She glared at him. “And still you kept me in your bed?”
    “You were freezing, and quite satisfied to be warmed up, as I recall.”
    Her cheeks pinked and she bent in her seat, reaching into her bag for sunglasses. “You don’t have to be so smug about it.”
    “Who’s smug?” His brow furrowed. “Wait. What is smug?”
    She groaned. “Full of yourself. Conceited. Egotistical, Arrogant.”
    “Ah, suffisant .”
    “Isn’t that sufficient?”
    “Exactly.”
    She pursed her full lips and huffed a breath, her reaction making him want to smile. He fought the urge, guessing that making another joke right now would make her scream, and not in a good way.
    “Do you regret what happened last night, J’aime?” Please say no. He didn’t like the feeling that he’d taken advantage of her. She’d been nearly frozen, and he’d only meant to warm her up, but they’d both been caught up in the situation.
    She shrugged, obviously uncomfortable under the circumstances. Her painfully erect posture reminded him of how stiff Allison had been last summer. Maybe Jaime was more like her sister than he’d realized.
    “Are you a virgin?”
    “Me?” Her eyebrows arched over the frames of her sunglasses. “No, but – ”
    He relaxed. “Good. I thought maybe you were waiting, like Allison.”
    She slid the sunglasses down her nose, peering at him over the frames. “You think Allison is really still a virgin?”
    She sounded like she doubted it. “You’re asking me?”
    “I mean, she says she is.” She pushed her glasses back up. “But she’s getting married, so I assumed…”
    “They stayed in separate rooms when they came to Paris on holiday.”
    “You’re kidding.”
    “I couldn’t believe it either. She told Trent on their first date she was saving herself for marriage.”
    Jaime started to giggle. “That’s what I get for ignoring my mother. If I would have listened, maybe I’d be the one planning a wedding.”
    “To Trent?” Xavier joined in the joke, glad chastity wasn’t something the sisters had in common.
    “Oh, that would truly be funny.” She sobered, looking at him. “Not that he isn’t great for Allison. But he and I?” She shook her head.
    “So Trent’s not your type. What kind of man are you looking for?”
    “I’m not.” She nodded emphatically. “I’m looking for a job and an apartment. Finding a good hairstylist is higher on my list than finding a man.”
    “Oh, is that why you’ve been so short with me? You think I’ve fallen in love with you and