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“Okay, I owe you.” She removed her hand. She wished she could say he seemed less attractive now that she knew he was a blackmailer.
Sadly, the opposite was true.
There was something wrong with her. She was sure of it.
“Owe him what?” Ian asked suspiciously.
“Dinner. I’m going to make him dinner.”
Jack raised his eyebrows. “Why does he get dinner?”
“You get dinner too.”
Ian frowned.
“I’ll make dinner for all of you, okay?”
They really should be embarrassed by how desperate they were to spend time with her.
“That sounds good to me.” Jameson stood, then looked down at the book on the table beside her. “A medical romance? You know, if you’re interested in medicine, you’re free to ask me questions.”
Oh. That was so kind.
How did she answer him nicely?
“You don’t read medical romance because you’re interested in the proper medical knowledge,” Jack told him.
“Oh. Ah. Right.”
To her surprise and delight, Jameson grew red. “I have to go. I’ve got an afternoon shift. Stay off that foot and behave.”
Behave? Why would she want to do that?
13
The heat of the day made her swelter. She’d felt sure that there would be a breeze at the ocean that might cool her down.
But no.
“You need to take your clothes off.”
Turning, she gaped up at Ian. What the heck?
It was the day after the pool incident. Uncle Willy had woken up early this morning, full of energy and ready to scout out locations.
So she, Ian, and Uncle Willy had headed out to the beach early this morning. Jack was doing something else, but said he’d join them later. She missed his happy energy.
“I’m not taking my clothes off.”
Again, he hadn’t bothered with the niceties first. Like offering to buy her dinner.
She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been out to dinner. Her budget didn’t stretch past fish and chips. And even getting the fish was too much. Uncle Willy wasn’t fond of eating at restaurants. So they mostly just lived on snack food when traveling.
She’d love a good hunk of steak and some garlic bread. Maybe that’s what she’d cook for the guys when she got around to making them dinner. If she could afford the steak.
She sighed. More likely, she’d be making mashed potatoes and sausages.
“Not that there’s anything wrong with a good sausage.”
