(Guinevere Jones #4) The Fatal Fortune by Jayne Castle (Jayne Ann Krentz)

Author:Jayne Castle (Jayne Ann Krentz) [Castle, Jayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mom 05/31/2014
ISBN: 9780440124900
Publisher: Dell Pub Co
Published: 1986-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“She’s over on the coast, all right,” Zac explained as he lounged at the kitchen table while Guinevere finished preparing dinner. He rested one foot on the chair opposite the one he occupied and wrapped his large fist around the small glass of tequila. His tie had been discarded and his collar loosened. He was the picture of domesticity—relaxing after a hard day’s work while watching the little woman bustle around the kitchen. Zac intended to take advantage of the domestic scene as long as Guinevere would allow him to do so. “I got an address and a phone number. I tried phoning, but there was no answer, so I’ll try again tomorrow.”

“What if we can’t reach her?” Guinevere dumped the pile of mushrooms into a frying pan and let them sizzle in butter.

“I guess if we can’t get hold of her in a couple of days we could drive over to the coast and see if we can find her,” Zac said reluctantly.

“Good idea! I’m impressed that you found her so quickly.” Guinevere picked up her wineglass and took a rather large swallow. “You really are awfully good at your work, aren’t you, Zac?”

Zac blinked lazily, watching her movements with a shuttered curiosity. The tension in her this evening was new. He’d seen it the moment he’d come through the door. Because of it, he’d refrained from asking her who had been smoking a cigarette in the apartment before he’d arrived. He’d caught the lingering scent of burning tobacco as soon as he’d entered the hall. But before he could casually ask who’d been visiting, Guinevere’ had thrown herself into his arms. Instinct had warned Zac to wait and see. “In my own slow, humble way I try to do my job,” he said with grave modesty. To his surprise she reacted strongly to the joke.

“You are not slow or humble or plodding or anything like it,” Guinevere said fiercely. “You are downright brilliant at times.”

“Gosh, lady, I didn’t know I’d made such a great impression.”

She turned back to the stove brusquely. “Well, you have. Are you ready? The salmon is done and so are the mushrooms.”

Zac cocked one thick brow. “Salmon? Now I’m the one impressed. What did I do to deserve salmon tonight?” He swung his foot down off the chair and got up to pour another glass of tequila.

“Nothing special. I stopped by the market on the way home from work and spotted a great buy on salmon, so I got some for us. Ready?”

“I’m ready.”

She continued to chatter throughout dinner. Zac let her, content to eat the beautifully poached salmon and listen to Guinevere’s conversation. The truth was, most of the time he liked listening to her talk. She had a talent for soothing him or teasing him or nagging him or arguing with him that was very satisfying. Zac had a feeling he could listen to her for the rest of his life, merely taking steps to close her mouth when he was ready to take her to bed.

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