cats?”
“I love them, but you know Santos’s housekeeper, Mrs. Lopez. She’d toss them out in the sand and let them fend for themselves.”
Ana tickled Juliet’s rounded belly, and the kitten licked her fingers. “I’d forgotten about her. How about Maggie? Does she like cats?”
“Do you want her number?”
Ana bit her lip. “Will you please ask her?” She gave Libby her number. “While I have you on the phone, would you please give me the name of the detective you mentioned?”
“Javier Cazares. Let me get his number.”
She came back with it quickly, and Ana wrote it down and said good-bye. “I really do need more friends, Juliet.”
She’d call the detective tomorrow. Now she had to deal with the kittens. While she remained seated on the rug, Juliet stayed close. In a few minutes, Romeo came out from under the sofa to join them. She made a grab for him and put him back with his sister in the carrier while she made a home for them in the guest bathroom with their cat box, food and water dishes.
A bubble bath in her own bathroom followed, and she stayed in until her fingers wrinkled. She wrapped herself in a towel, stretched out on her bed and played over possible phone conversations with Alejandro until she was certain she could manage it.
She pressed in his number. Her number was blocked, so maybe he wouldn’t answer, but he did on the second ring. He had a marvelous deep sexy voice, and she spoke softly. “Hi, this is Ana.”
“Where did you go? I hadn’t had nearly enough of you. You forgot your bra, so you’ll have to come back.”
She made her voice soft and low. “I didn’t forget. I left it as a memento. You could bring it to El Gato next Sunday if it’s cluttering up your place.”
“It’s not. I’ll use it to create a shrine. I miss you already. I can’t wait until next Sunday to see you. Let me take you to dinner tonight.”
“Don’t you study on Sunday nights?”
“I told you I’m taking the day off. We’re both too thin. It’s no fun to eat alone. Do you want me to come get you, or would you rather meet somewhere?”
She’d washed off his scent but could still feel his warmth deep inside. She’d already blown whatever good intentions she’d had, but a casual dinner wouldn’t get her in any deeper. She coughed to clear her throat and named a place not too far from her condo. “I’ll meet you there.” She ended the call cradling Juliet on her shoulder. She’d completely forgotten to ask if he liked cats.
After she’d disappeared, Alejandro had been afraid he’d never hear from her again. He hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but she’d given him the best orgasm of his life and he’d been lucky he hadn’t passed out on the floor in front of her. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d met a woman he’d wanted to see again and had to call his father to brag.
“Mark today on your calendar. I’ve met a girl I like, and you didn’t have anything to do with it.”
“I’ll make a note of it right now. What’s her name?”
“Ana.”
“Ana what?”
“Do you plan to sic your detectives on her?”
“It’s always wise to be careful.”
“You’ve blamed me for being too careful, and now I’m not careful enough?”
“Do whatever you like. Does she know who you are?”
“No, but I’ll tell her soon.”
“You may think she doesn’t know, but I’ll bet she does. Women can smell money on a naked man.”
“Good-bye.” He hung up and left his cell phone on the table. His father’s fortune had tainted every relationship he’d had. Ana was a sweet girl and not overeager to plant her hooks in him. He wished she’d given him her last name so he could do some detective work on his own and was immediately ashamed the thought had even crossed his mind.
Chapter Three
Ana had plenty of time to get ready for their date, but Goth Girl never went out at night, nor did she ever meet anyone for dinner. With the size of her wardrobe, she