pleasure
he experienced and he softly groaned. Jessie put the other dish on the table far from his papers and took the dish he held. His eyes opened to stare at her and she kept her smile
in place despite the attraction she felt toward him. She dipped the spoon again to offer
him another bite.
“You need both hands,” she explained softly.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
He took another bite, just as seductively as the last, only the second time he kept his
gaze on her face. The blue of his eyes showed more and it fascinated her how the color
seemed to change with his emotions. The oval-shaped pupils had shrunk a bit,
narrowed and more blue spread through his exotically patterned irises. Justice
suddenly broke eye contact to search for something. He grabbed a paper and read it.
She felt the loss of his attention and disappointment filled her for some odd reason.
She’d enjoyed being the sole focus of his attention for those brief moments.
“I see that. It’s right in front of me. Tell them that’s fine but make them go lower on
the price. Just because we won that lawsuit doesn’t mean we’re stupid enough to spend
all of it on high bids.” Justice cleared his throat. “Tell them you are calling others to 24
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acquire bids on the job. That should make them lower their price. Go with the number
we spoke of and if they don’t accept it, call others and reopen the bidding. We’re set on a budget.”
Jessie fed him another bite when the other person on the phone kept talking. She
hadn’t fed a man…ever. She enjoyed it. He flashed another grateful look, smiling at her.
She wondered if a woman had ever fed him, hoped not and wanted him to remember
her. She fed him all of the fruit and cake until the plate was empty. She returned the
dish to the tray and picked up a few sodas for them to drink. He pointed at the table
next to him, grinned his thanks and reached for something in his briefcase. Jessie
opened the soda for him and set it down. She went to the couch and ate the apple pie.
“I’m so sorry about that.” Justice collapsed on the couch next to her a few minutes
later after ending the conversation. Three feet separated them. “Thanks for the fruit. It was really good.”
She turned to face him. “I understand.”
His phone rang again and his smile faded to a grimace. “I’m not going to look. For a
dime I’d toss that thing into a wall and break it.”
She touched her front pockets. “Sorry but I don’t have any change.”
He laughed. “I wish you did.”
“Does your phone always ring nonstop?”
“Only when it’s on and that’s always.”
“You should get someone to help you. One man can’t possibly do everything.”
He shrugged. “I don’t know who would do everything that I do.”
“I’d train a dozen of them and disappear for a month of vacation. I bet you dream
of hiding from cell phones and other people.”
“Don’t tempt me.” A look of longing crossed his features. “Do you think they’d hire
me if I ran away to the circus?”
Jessie laughed. “I’m sure they would. I don’t think you’d enjoy that job any better
though. You wouldn’t have calls to deal with but the people factor would be a hell of a
lot worse.”
He adjusted his big body on the couch, bringing up his foot to rest on the edge of
the coffee table. “What did you want to talk about? I would really be interested in
hearing your ideas.”
Jessie hesitated. “You get this all the time, don’t you? People wanting your attention
for something?” She felt bad for him. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll write you a letter, send it to your office and you can look it over when you find some free time. You shouldn’t have
to deal with work right now. You really need some time to relax.”
“You want to leave?” He tensed. “I understand. I’m sorry about dinner getting
interrupted. It was rude of me but I really had to take those calls. I swear I will
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