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Nothing was working.
And he’d never been more frustrated and confused in his entire life.
So, he came to a stop. Lilly stopped, too. But in the wrong place. Right in front of an open office door that had a huge window. The overhead lights created a golden spotlight above her. In fact, the light was the same color as the sleeveless top and slim short skirt she was wearing. Both silk.
How did he know that?
He’d brushed against both the fabric and her at least a dozen times. Accidentally, of course. But those inadvertent caresses still had an effect on him. A woman wearing silk. Maybe that was any man’s fantasy. Judging from his reaction, it was apparently his.
Jason caught her arm and moved her to the side, away from the direct line of sight of the window, but the light still shone on her face.
Man, she was beautiful.
Not beautiful in that beauty queen, polished sort of way. But in a natural way that stirred parts of him best left alone.
She hadn’t pulled her hair into a ponytail tonight, and it instead lay against the tops of her shoulders. Those dark auburn locks were a stark contrast against the much lighter fabric of her clothes. Earrings, thin threads of gold, dangled from her ears. Jason noticed it all. Even the delicate heart necklace that lay between her breasts.
Yep, he noticed her breasts, too.
And every inch of him started to ache.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” he mumbled to himself. Regrettably, he didn’t mumble it softly enough because Lilly’s gaze whipped to his.
She stared at him, and stared. Her expression went from concern, to alarm, to disgust. Jason was sure his expression went through a similar transformation and settled heavily on the disgust part. Not disgust for her, but for himself.
“Sheez Louise. What’s wrong with us?” Lilly whispered. She groaned softly. He found that erotic, too. Heck, at this point, her breathing seemed like an aphrodisiac. “And don’t you dare blame it on adrenaline.”
Nope, it wasn’t adrenaline.
It was stupidity.
Stupidity generated by the brainless part of him that kept making really bad suggestions as to what he should do about this unexplainable attraction he had for Lilly. An attraction for his brother’s lover.
Ah, there it was.
The metaphorical chastity belt. Lilly was hands-off because she was Greg’s. It didn’t matter that Greg was no longer alive. Just the fact that she’d slept with him—and no doubt even loved him—meant there could never be anything more than lust between them. And he had no intentions of doing anything about it.
Unfortunately, good intentions didn’t always win.
“I’m attracted to you,” he admitted. He heard his words and practically winced. Never, never, never did he think he’d say that to Lilly Nelson. But then, never did he think he’d want a woman this much.
She raked her finger over her jaw and shifted her posture slightly. “I’m attracted to you, too.”
This time, he did wince. “You weren’t supposed to say that. You were supposed to slap me or something.”
Lilly lifted an eyebrow. Paused. Stared. “Trust me, Jason, over the past few days there are a lot of things I’ve thought about doing to you…” Her voice changed. The air changed. He changed. Everything changed. “But slapping you isn’t one of them.”
Oh. Hell.
“That was the wrong thing to say.” Jason was surprised he could manage something as complex as human speech. His body and energy were suddenly pinpointed on only one thing.
Kissing Lilly.
“Anything I could say, or didn’t say, would have been wrong.” Lilly shrugged. “Or right. Depending on your perspective.”
His perspective apparently wasn’t that good right now. Neither was hers. He was sure of it.
“I blame it in part on your jeans,” she informed him.
