Midnight Touch by Karen Kendall

Midnight Touch by Karen Kendall

Author:Karen Kendall [Kendall, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: After Hours, Category
ISBN: 9780373792627
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2006-05-31T22:00:00+00:00


13

M IERDA , MIERDA , MIERDA ! Alejandro was going to knock his partners’ heads together until they were flat on one side. How could they have done this to him? Kate couldn’t come to the customer appreciation night! What were they smoking?

His cover would be completely blown. He’d be a laughingstock and Kate would never go out with him again. Not that he’d really taken her out yet. He needed to rectify that. But first, the shoes.“I was teasing about the purple snakeskin, Kate,” he said, as they left After Hours and walked out to the parking lot.

“I know.” She headed straight for her car, which was, he guessed, the extremely dented, faded, blue 1970s Mercedes-Benz with the lacrosse stick in the rear window. “Where are you going?”

“I thought we were going to buy a pair of shoes?”

“We are. But I’ll drive.”

“I don’t mind.”

“I said I’ll drive. This way.”

“What’s the matter, you don’t like being driven by a woman?”

“That has nothing to do with it. I just happen to know where we’re going.” Actually, he didn’t like being driven by a woman, but he knew it wasn’t smart to admit that to her. He led her to his shiny black Porsche, and opened the door for her.

“My, my,” Kate said, lifting a mocking eyebrow. “We do travel in style, don’t we?”

Yet another reason for giving the damned pedicures. “Get into the car, Señorita Mercedes,” he replied.

“That Mercedes was my grandmother’s.”

“Congratulations. But if you are waiting for me to apologize for driving a nice, new car, you will be waiting a very long time. Just because your money is old, Kate, does not make it better.”

“I never meant—”

“Yes, mi corazon, you did.” But he smiled at her to soften his words. “We are each from very different cultures. Yours may be understated, but that doesn’t make mine wrong or bad. Here in Miami, expensive cars and jewelry are a reflection of prosperity, not bad taste.”

Kate opened and then shut her mouth. Pleased that he’d reduced her to silence, he said, “Now, I am taking you to Miracle Mile, the fanciest shopping district in Coral Gables, if not Miami. So instead of groveling, you can lay waste to your wallet in the name of flashy, south Florida style!”

“Spinneys don’t grovel,” she said.

He burst out laughing. “Of course they don’t. What was I thinking?”

“If you’re going to mock me, you can just let me out at the next corner.”

Alejandro hit the auto-lock button and cranked up the Brazilian song on the radio while he searched for parking. “No, Kate, you won’t get away that easily. You’re going to buy new shoes.”

He found a spot near the most expensive shoe store on the street, parked and tugged out his unwilling passenger. Then he kissed her soundly, right on the curb, a most disgusting display of public affection.

Finally she pushed him off her. “No PDA!” she snapped.

He smirked. Of course a public display of affection would bother her. Holding tightly to her hand, he dragged her into the shoe boutique.



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