CHAPTER SIX
JennyHe was making me nervous. Maybe it had been a mistake coming here with just him. Not that I felt uncomfortable in his presence. On the contrary. Although by now my panties were soaked. Thinking about what he might be hiding beneath his kilt had been the final drop in the ocean. Yes, this water metaphor was extremely appropriate. As soon as I got home, I’d put on a new pair of knickers and take a pregnancy test. Something was wrong with my hormones and I needed it to go back to normal.
As much as I hoped that he wanted to talk about advertising strategies, the intense look he gave me promised something else. I both wanted him to stop looking at me like that and do it for the rest of our lives. Something was sparking in the air between us. This man was dangerous for my san
