Natural Blond Instincts by Jill Shalvis

Author:Jill Shalvis [Shalvis, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780373441792
Google: 8N8UZmu9Fc0C
Amazon: B003VYBWB8
Barnesnoble: B003VYBWB8
Goodreads: 519298
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2003-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

LATER IN THE WEEK, Wes needed the files he’d given Kenna and, once again heading toward her office, he wondered what color she was wearing today.

He was really losing it.

“Can I help you?”

Serena. Man-hunting, man-hungry, man-trapping Serena. “No. I’m just looking for—”

“Me?” She smiled slow and inviting. “Well, I’m right here, silly. Right under your nose.”

“Actually, I’m looking for Kenna.”

“Oh,” she sighed. “I just saw her heading toward the elevators. I think she was going to grab lunch.”

For whatever reason, he went after her. He had no idea why, it wasn’t like she was going to have his files on her.

When he got out to the parking lot in the midday heat, he immediately caught sight of her.

She was kicking her car. The back left tire to be exact. The back left flat tire.

“It works better if you fill it instead of kicking more air out of it,” he said.

Whirling, she looked at him, for one moment completely unguarded. Gone was the sassy, confident woman who could drive him crazy with one flash of her cocky smile. Instead, he saw things in the depths of her eyes that took him aback. Things like despair and frustration and a vulnerability he’d never imagined he’d see in this woman who seemed to have everything. “What is it?” He expected her to tell him someone had just kicked her puppy or she owed half a million in back taxes. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” Right in front of his eyes she gathered herself, managing to cloak all emotion from him in the blink of an eye. The sweet vulnerability was gone.

“Do you need some help?” he asked.

“I can handle this.”

“So you know how to change a tire?”

“No. But dealing with you takes up too much energy, and I’m fresh out.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means I don’t feel like being on, Wes. Please. Just go.”

She didn’t want to be on? Is that what she’d been doing with him all this time? Was he just now seeing the real deal? “Kenna—”

“Look, I’m exactly what you think I am, okay? Just a spoiled brat mooching off her father. So just go away and leave me to my spoiledness.”

“Ah, a pity party. Yeah,” he said when she jerked her head up and glared at him. “That’s what you’re doing, you’re having a good old pity party.”

“Yes, well, some of us are rendered pathetic by flat tires. The some of us who haven’t paid their AAA dues.”

“I know how to change a tire.”

“And that might help…if I had a spare.”

He sighed. Why the hell had he come out here? “I could drive you somewhere.”

“No.”

He nodded slowly, then turned away. If she was determined to handle this alone, then fine. Better than fine. He’d just—

“All right,” she said, accompanied by a loud sigh.

He turned back to her. “All right what?”

“All right, if you’re really determined to be a hero…” She lifted a shoulder. “I guess I could use a ride.”

No, said his brain. God, no. Run like hell and don’t look back.

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