The Expectant Secretary by Leanna Wilson

Author:Leanna Wilson
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 1999-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

“Have a seat,” Brody instructed as Jillian brought him the files he needed. They’d been back at the office for a week now, but their routine seemed less and less predictable. The merger was coming together. It was his emotions that were falling apart. “Let’s go over these figures.”

But his mind wasn’t on the merger. It was on Jillian. Only because he worried about her condition, he assured himself.

Over the past week he’d started to notice pale blue circles under her eyes. She’d begun wearing either full skirts or loose tops that hid the tiny bulge in her abdomen. Often he found himself staring at her figure, wondering about the changes, wishing he could put his hand on her stomach and feel the tiny life beginning inside her.

Mostly, he wondered and worried about whether she ate enough, slept enough. Who would take care of her? Was he working her too much? He knew if he suggested she take a little time off, she’d accuse him of coddling her. And she wouldn’t accept it.

Convincing himself he was only worried about her welfare, he said, “Jillie, have dinner with me tonight.”

Her startled gaze met his across the top of his desk. The blue in her eyes softened then sparked with indignation. “I thought we were going to go over these numbers.”

“We are. We could finish over dinner.”

“I don’t think so.” She dragged her gaze back to the papers in her lap.

“To which question? Going over the numbers, or dinner?”

Annoyance made her chin jut out. “It wasn’t a question. It was a command.”

“It’s your decision.”

“Good. Then, no. Thank you, though.”

He frowned. “That’s not the answer I wanted.”

“I know.” She opened the folder on her lap and studied the printout of the Australian holdings.

Her softening shape, the determination in the angle of her chin, the way her soft, blond hair cupped the edge of her jaw made him want to wrap her in his arms and kiss her until they were both senseless. Trying to ignore her and the need inside him, he shuffled the papers on his desk. “It’s not what you think.”

“What?” Her brow creased.

“My asking you to dinner.”

“And what am I thinking?” she challenged.

“It’s not a date.”

Relief—or maybe disappointment—flickered in the depths of her eyes. She waited for him to finish.

“Uh, not at all.” His mind raced. What the hell was it, then? “I need your help.”

“To cut your steak?” Humor laced her words.

He grinned at her, liking her tart sense of humor. “It’s Matilda.”

She arched an eyebrow at him. “Your sister?”

“I don’t know what to do with her.” The real worries about his sister intruded momentarily on his concerns—and desires—for Jillian. He raked his fingers through his hair and leaned back in his leather chair. “I invited her to stay the weekend with me here in San Antonio. I feel like I’m trying to baby-sit a twenty-one-year-old.”

“You are.”

“I know. I know. But it’s for her own good.” He felt a weight descend on his shoulders. “I’m worried about her. She’s a little dynamo.

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