“Maybe you like the easy prey,” she said, “but I’ll take a man who knows what he’s doing over an innocent any day of the week.”
“Is that a fact?” Ashley drawled. “Do you think you could keep up?”
She paused at the garbage can, looking back at him with those all-knowing doe eyes. When she spoke, her voice had gone soft and deadly. “You don’t want to dare me.”
Ashley looked at her, unblinking. “Maybe I do.”
“That’s more than just a few minutes for lunch. And I thought you wanted me to take care of Vera for you.”
“I’m more concerned about the other things you could take care of for me.”
Her pace was deliberate as she returned to the table, but instead of sitting back down, Jenny leaned across Ashley in order to pick up her car keys where she’d left them. Her breasts brushed across his a
