Page 49 of Faith

“You don’t sound normal.”

“What the bloody hell does that mean?”

He chuckled. “Well, you’re yelling at me, and you never do that. Even with people you don’t like, and I think you still kind of like me.”

“I might change my mind.”

“Come on, Nic, you both needed a nudge.”

“Giving you permission to tell him who I was?”

“No. He figured it out.”

She snorted.

“I promise. On that little screen, he watched the way you moved and then he ran out the door.”

She walked over to her bed and sat down. “That’s what he said.”

“In my experience, if a man is that obsessed about a woman, he’s interested in more than a working relationship.”

“Oh, believe me, he told me that this morning.”

“Terms?”

“We haven’t talked much about those, but he did say something about ending when we left Hawaii.”

It was Micah’s turn to snort. “Yeah, sure.”

“What does that mean?”

“Nothing. You two seem attracted to each other, so why not enter into an agreement? Is there something else stopping you?”

“Work. We would have to deal with each other afterwards.”

“That hasn’t been a problem before. You and I have no issues.”

“You’re special.”

“Aw, that’s sweet. What about that attorney in Hong Kong you told me about? You were working with him, and I am sure you continue to deal with him upon occasion.”

Dammit. One of the things that was wonderful about Micah was his intuitiveness. It was occasionally also one of the more aggravating aspects.

“True, but it’s different with Jensen.”

“Why?”

Because I might just be in love with him, and if it goes wrong, I’ll be beyond screwed up.

She didn’t say that though. She couldn’t, because if she said the words out loud, they might come true.

“I don’t see him every day. I also live with Jensen. Granted, the houses are usually huge, but still.”

“Hmm. So you don’t want to talk about it?”

Dammit.

“No. I don’t know.”

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