Page 60 of Making Over Maris

“Hey, Jack,” Jenny said, and not in a normal way. It was “Hey, Jack” as in “I want to fuck you, Jack”, an I-want-to-crawl-over-the-table-and-put-my-mouth-on-you voice.

Sara didn’t like it. Not one bit.

“Yeah?” Jack didn’t sound enthralled. But that was Jack. He always pretended indifference with women he thought were hot.

Jenny fluttered her lashes. “After the meeting, can you help me configure Skype on my computer?”

Puh-leese. Like Jenny couldn’t do that herself? Sara snorted. Loudly enough, apparently, to catch Jack’s attention. He glanced at her.

“Sure.” He said the word slowly, as though tasting it. As he spoke he watched Sara’s face. Saw her frown…and he smiled. “After lunch maybe?”

And as easy as that, Sara’s day was ruined.

“What is going on?” With no preamble, Kat plopped down in Sara’s office chair and glared at her across the desk.

“What?”

“What’s going on? Between you and Jack?”

Sara blinked. “Nothing.”

“Nothing? Come on. I saw the way you were tracking his every move. I saw the way he was watching you.”

“He was watching me?”

“Um, like a hawk.”

The skin on the back of her neck prickled. “Was he watching Jenny too?”

“Jenny? What are you talking about? He’s always watched you. But today…something was different.”

He’d always watched her? Sara found that fascinating.

But wait…

“What was different today?”

“Like when Tristan put his hand on your shoulder when you were talking about Hansen?”

“He did?”

“He did. And I thought Jack was going to bite it off.”

Sara didn’t remember any such thing. “Are you sure he wasn’t watching Jenny?”

Kat pursed her lips. “Um. Pretty sure. Sara, he didn’t take his eyes off you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Oh my God. Please. The guy is besotted. And damn…he’s hot.”

Sara frowned until she remembered Kat was engaged.

“So? What’s happening with you two? He said you put him on a regimen. So you did decide to help him?”

“Yeah. But it’s gone way past that.” She narrowed her eyes. “Kat, you can’t tell Adam.”

Kat smiled. “I don’t tell Adam everything.” At Sara’s dubious glance she laughed. “I don’t. I swear. Come on. You know I can keep a secret.”