crew.â
âThey arenât here.â
She stopped and stared at him as though heâd lost his mind. She quickly rounded the wall and looked around. âWhere are they? Itâs only three oâclock. Thereâs another hour of work time left.â
Bas leaned back against an unpainted wall and crossed his arms over his chest. âI gave them the rest of the day off.â
Jocelynâs mouth dropped. She wondered why it hadnât just fallen to the floor with his statement. âWhat do you mean you gave them the rest of the day off?â
âYou would have done the same thing. Manuel has worked with these guys for almost a year. Theyâre like family. All of them were shocked that heâs in this country illegally, but they still felt bad that he wonât be working with them any longer. They like him.â
Jocelyn inhaled deeply. Bas was right. Now thatshe thought about it, she would have done the exact same thing. âWhatâs going to happen to Manuel? He has a family. A wife and child.â
âYes, and he also admitted to receiving public assistance benefits, public education for his son, public housing and other taxpayer-funded benefits over the past year without being detected.â
Jocelyn glared. âYou make him sound like a criminal,â she snapped.
âJust stating the facts, maâam. And something else you need to remember is that illegal immigration in this country is a crime that extends to anyone giving them a job.â
âI know that, and Iâm sure Dad didnât know he was an illegal. Like I said, Manuelâs papers looked legit.â
âIâm sure Jim didnât know. As for what will happen to Manuel, I have a feeling heâll be moving his family again. I agreed not to turn him in to the authorities.â
Despite herself, she appreciated him for that. âThank you.â
âYouâre welcome.â
For a long moment neither said anything else, but Jocelyn felt it just as clearly as if it was something tangible that she could reach out and touch. It was there, that same damn attraction she had felt from the first moment when her gaze had collided with his inJasonâs office. It was the same attraction that was there each time sheâd stopped pacing on Jasonâs carpeted floor and found him staring at her with those intense dark eyes of his.
And it was there now as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, his head cocked to the side as if taking in the full view of her. A little more than a few feet separated them and whether she wanted to or not, she could feel his heat, and even at the distance she stood she could actually feel the warmth of his breath on her lips, coaxing her own to draw in his heat, mingle in his taste.
She inhaled deeply, thinking she must be losing her mind. She didnât want to be attracted to the man who owned a fourth of her company. The man who would be a pain in the butt for the next few months.
A man who had her stomach sizzling and intense heat gathering between her legs.
Drawing in another deep breath, she took a step back, started to move past him and stopped when he reached out and grabbed her wrist, gently pulling her closer, bringing her toe to toe, body to body.
âAnd another thing,â he said huskily, before reaching out and lifting his hand to the knot in the scarf on her head. âI understand that on occasion youâll wear a hard hat or a scarf like this when there might be a lot of dust in the air. But just so youâll know, I really like seeing your head uncovered.â Andwith that, he expertly took off her scarf, which made her curly locks tumble to her shoulders. And, as if he was satisfied with what heâd done, he then handed the scarf to her.
She balled it in her hand, crushed it while wishing it was his neck. Tilting her head, she glared at him. âI donât care what you like.â
âThen