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Uneasiness shot through him. Laura looked a bit too eager. He shuffled his feet and tried to feign enthusiasm. “Um, of course. I’ll get back to you on some dates. ”
“Friday nights,” Carina chirped.
“I’d love to. Thanks so much. ”
He cleared his throat. What was she doing? He wasn’t ready for Laura to attend family events. Max frowned. “Did you need something?”
Carina held out a stack of papers. “Here are the reports. The Yankees won. The second floor had the game on, and Wayne got nailed in a photo. ”
“You’ll need to reprimand him. ”
“I’ll speak with him tomorrow. ”
“Next time you allow a sick day, check the baseball schedule. And make sure they’re not hungover. ”
“Understood. ”
Her efficiency surprised him as much as her cool control. No matter what he gave her, she took it and never complained. In a matter of weeks she’d charmed the staff with her heart and humor. “Heard you let Tom go early today, too. I needed those sales figures. What was his excuse?”
“He didn’t want to miss his son’s spring concert. ” She didn’t even wince. “I contacted Edward, and he’s going to help me get them to you within the hour. ”
“Fine. I’ll need you to work late tonight again. ”
“Of course. ”
The door opened again and Edward came in. Max’s office suddenly resembled Grand Central Station. “Hey, boss. Heard you need sales reports this afternoon. ”
“I needed them hours ago. ”
“Carina and I will work on them now. ” Edward smiled at Laura, and Carina jumped in to make introductions. They chatted as if at an intimate tea party instead of the office. “I guess we’ll see you at the party then. Let’s try to sit together,” Edward said.
Max lifted a brow. “Sit together? Are you going?”
Edward grinned. “Sure. I’m taking Carina with me. ”
He watched as his assistant shot his salesperson an intimate smile. As if she also intended to combine business with pleasure at this party. Irritation scratched through him at the image of Carina sleeping with Edward. For God’s sake, didn’t she listen anymore? He curbed his temper. Time to have another little chat. And be a bit more forceful this time. Max ushered Laura and Edward out, and motioned for Carina to stay in his office.
“Laura seems very nice. ”
His gaze tried to strip off her polite veneer but came up empty. “She is. I’m surprised you’re attending a work party with a business associate. ”
“Many office employees attend these parties together. ”
Her bland tone challenged him to take it up a notch. “You made it clear I should stay out of your private business. But I’m concerned about your reputation at La Dolce Maggie. ”
“How so?”
Hmm. A slight tremble in her hands finally steadied. Her new ability to rein in her emotions intrigued his dominant instincts to push. “You are a founding member of this company. You don’t want it leaked around the office that you’re easy. ”
A flush hit her cheeks but she remained still. “Easy? One date and you have me whoring around the office, huh?”
He almost jerked back but caught himself. “Rumors are easy to start. I already saw the way Ethan in accounting was following you around like a trained puppy. Are you dating him, too?”
The slow smile threw him off. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
He stared at this woman he didn’t know anymore. “I’m looking out for your career. I told you many times American men are different. I want you to be careful. Capisce?”
“You disrespect me more than any man wanting to get me into bed, Max. ” Tiny puffs of breath escaped her lips, but she remained in control. Not one stray curl escaped her ruthless chignon. Her almond eyes simmered with a banked heat he itched to play with. “Men with physical needs are quite simple. But you use that masterful brain of yours to play head games. Setting up women for the kill. You like to control all the elements on the playing field so no one gets hurt, don’t you? But poor Laura is already falling for you, and you won’t even invite her to dinner. ”
Merda, when had she gotten so sarcastic? “Laura knows the rules. You do not. ”
She gave a humorless laugh and moved in. Her cherry red fingernails snapped at his tie in pure dismissal. “I’m making my own rules now. And I’m more honest than you. ” Her scent wrapped around him and made him want to run in circles like a dog trying to catch his tail. “You couldn’t have a real relationship if your life depended on it, so you’ve focused your attention on me. Nice diversion, but it’s not going to work this time. ”
“You know nothing about me and my relationships. All I’m trying to do is guide a young girl through her training. Just like Michael asked me. ”
His final shot caught its mark. Anger steamed from her pores. She teetered on the edge of her famous temper, and he prepared for the ensuing drama—almost welcomed it. This Carina he knew and could handle.
Instead, she brought herself back from the edge and shot him an almost pitying stare. Took a few steps back. The severe cut of her black jacket only emphasized the earthy curves of her hips and breasts, a delicious contradiction that hardened his dick and screwed with his head. “If that’s what you need to believe to sleep at night, so be it. But while you’re comfortable with your illusions, know this. I don’t care what you do anymore, Max. Your relationships don’t concern me, but mine do. And if I want to boink Tom, Dick, and Harry in my own private time, stay out of it. Because I don’t want to sleep comfortably at night. ” She smiled. “Not anymore. ”
Her heels clicked on the polished wood. “I’ll be in accounting if you need me. ”
He stared at the closed door for a while. This was no longer a girl he faced. This was a full-blown Eve, and he was in more trouble than he thought. He raked back his control and wondered what the emptiness in his gut meant. Since he didn’t know how to get rid of it, Max guzzled some water and moved on.
Just like he always did.
Chapter Four
Carina walked around the tiny loft apartment. Boxes littered the gunmetal carpet and the kitchen barely had enough room to fit a person with generous hips. The canary yellow futon splashed color and mixed with the array of crazed watercolors hung on the wall. Definitely not an artist worthy of a showing, but at least they were cheery and interesting to look at. The large windows opened to view an array of towering trees, as if she lived in a modern tree house from one of those fantasy movies.
It was perfect.
Joy splintered through her. Alexa’s apartment was her first official home that was all her own. Finally, she had the privacy she craved, and an endless array of opportunities stretched ahead of her. She didn’t intend to waste a single moment.
And it started tomorrow night with her first official date.
Footsteps echoed. Michael and Max pushed through the narrow doorway and collapsed on the sagging futon. “That’s the last of it. ”
She giggled at the sight of two strapping, masculine men huffing over the long climb. “I thought you guys worked out at the gym every day. Yet here you are exhausted over moving a few boxes. ”
They shared a look of incredulity. “Are you kidding me? What did you put in those boxes, anyway? Stones?” her brother asked.
“I need lots of shoes. And my art equipment. ”
Max glared. “There must be three hundred stairs, all twisty and narrow. And where the hell is the air-conditioning?”
“Alexa said the unit is ancient. And I told you to hire movers. ”
“No need. We wanted to be involved. ”
Carina held back a sigh. “Fine. Thank you both, but why don’t you get going? I have to unpack and get settled. Maggie mentioned a benefit dinner tonight. ”
Michael groaned and stood up. “You’re right. She’s going to be crazed about what to wear and no matter how many times I tell he
r she looks great, she says she looks fat. ”
Carina laughed. “Just remind her she’s not fat—just carrying two extra bodies in her small belly. ”
“I’ll try. Are you going to be okay? Do you need anything?”
She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “Niente. I’m excited to get settled and have everything I need. I love you, Michael. ”
His face gentled and he kissed the top of her head. “I love you too. Max? Coming?”
“In a minute. Go ahead. ”
“See you later. ”
Her brother left and she shifted her glance to Max.
Oh. My.
His dark hair was adorably mussed and a fine sheen of sweat gleamed on his brow. His worn T-shirt clung damply to a mass of carved muscle from his abs, pecs, biceps, and other yummy places. The ancient jeans hugged his ass and dropped low on his hips in a wicked invitation for a woman to play. He always seemed to loom over her in that delicious dominant way that made her tummy drop, especially since the top of her head only hit his chin. Well versed in ignoring her physical attraction to the man, she focused on her task.
Carina grabbed the first box and ripped it open with the box cutter. “Max, there’s no need to stay. I’m fine. ”
“Yeah, I know. But I’m thirsty. Want a beer?”
“I don’t have any. ”
He grinned and unfurled himself from the couch. When he returned from the kitchen, he held out a frosty Moretti. Strong tanned fingers brushed hers. “Housewarming present. ”
“Yum. ” She pressed the icy cold bottle to her cheek and rolled it down over her neck. The chill peppered her flesh, and she sighed with pleasure. “Feels so good. ”
He made a strangled sound in his throat. She shifted her gaze, and dark blue eyes pinned her with heat. Her breath hitched, but she managed to fight past it and take a step back. Funny, she never saw that look on his face before. Almost like he was . . . hungry.
She drank her beer in a thick, heavy silence. She spoke first and tried to cut through the odd tension. “So, big plans for the weekend?”
“Not really. ”
“We have the site walk-through on Monday, right?”
“Yep. ”
“What do you think of my new place?”
“Small. ”
“Read any good books lately?”
“No. You?”
“Yeah, the Kama Sutra. ” That got his attention. He scowled but offered nothing further. “Have you read it?”
“No need. ” His husky drawl promised he did fine without the well-known sex manual.
She paused mid-sip. Temper nipped as she realized he still tried to intimidate her with his towering height and primitive, masculine energy. He was a walking, breathing, living Sex God and she was sick to death of being in his shadow. Carina narrowed her eyes, and her voice snapped. “If you have nothing to talk about or offer here, I think you should be on your way. I have a lot of work to do. ”
Surprise flitted across his carved features. His lip quirked. “Am I bothering you or something?”