One Good Reason by Sarah Mayberry

Author:Sarah Mayberry
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

GABBY WOKE WITH A SINGLE IMAGE from the previous night etched in her mind: Jon’s face when he’d returned to her office and she’d refused to talk to him. He’d looked…shaken was the only word she could come up with. Maybe even stricken.

At the time, she’d been so busy trying to protect herself that she hadn’t thought about him. She’d let him inside her body, run her hands and mouth all over his, yet she hadn’t considered his reaction.

There was an argument to be made that Jon had most likely been more than happy to escape so lightly from a potentially awkward situation. The fun bit was over; he’d had his thrills. What more could he want?

A lot of guys—most guys—would have been skipping all the way to their cars, thrilled to have avoided a postcoital debrief.

But Jon wasn’t most guys. He had a fierce sense of duty and he always did the right thing. Always. He’d given in to Ally’s cajoling and come to dinner, even though the whole deal had clearly not been his cup of tea. He’d apologized to Gabby about the whole lesbian thing—twice. He’d made up excuses so he could watch over her while she locked up. He’d tried to step in when she was heading for trouble at the Christmas party. He’d been painstaking in his attention to detail in the work he’d done for Tyler.

Jon was a good man. An honorable man. Overbearing at times. Arrogant in his own unique I-know-best way. But he had a good heart, and he’d been decent to her on numerous occasions. Some might even say he’d been kind.

She owed him an apology, and she owed him a conversation. She had no idea what that conversation would consist of. No doubt it would end with them disagreeing. So be it. It had to be done.

She lay in bed girding her loins for a full ten minutes after her alarm went off, then she rolled out of bed and marched into the bathroom.

She gasped when she saw the hickey on her neck in the cold light of day. Last night, the evidence that Jon had been as lost in their mutual passion as she’d been had been comforting. This morning, not so much.

The mark on her breast she could live with—no one was going to see that—but she’d already survived a solid day of being pilloried for her performance at the Christmas party. The thought of enduring another round of teasing and questions and innuendo over the scarlet mark on her neck was enough to make her want to write a letter of resignation on the spot.

Which meant the hickey had to go. The last time she’d had to employ hickey camouflaging techniques had been the first year of high school. She had a vague memory of something to do with toothpaste, but she figured that a scarf tied in a jaunty little bow and some cover-up stick was probably the better bet.

She experimented for twenty minutes with the only summer-weight scarf she owned before she was satisfied she could hide the incriminating mark.

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