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“Well, the guys who have always hung around Dad have been social drinkers. Some of them can handle it, some of them can’t.”
“And therein lies my reasons.”
He felt her glance at him. “What do you mean by that?”
“I like to keep my wits about me when I’m around your father.”
She chuckled. It wasn’t much, but it slipped beneath his skin and had his cock twitching. Having her in his Jag was a bit much for him to handle. For over a year, he had been pursuing her. Six months earlier, he had all but decided it would never happen, but he kept at it for some unknown reason. No woman had ever challenged him like she did. The sad thing is that she had no idea that she did. Addy had immense power but didn’t realize it.
Damn, he wanted to show her just how much power she had. Thinking about it had his palms sweating.
“That’s a good policy. Dad can be a butthead.”
“Yeah?”
“Do you know what he used to do to me and Drew when we were younger? He would trick us into telling him what Mom had bought him.”
It was the first time she had ever really talked of her brother and mother in front of him. “Yeah? How did he do that?”
“You’ve seen him work a courtroom. It was pathetic. Drew caught on earlier than I did. I was never the brains of the family.”
“I wouldn’t say that.”
He felt her glance. “Why not?”
“You’re damned smart in other ways.”
She sighed. “I know that. Dad always says I have too much street smarts for my own good.”
That sounded like her father.
“And he might be right.”
“It’s hard being in a family of overachievers. When I said I wanted to run a flower shop, Dad was not happy.”
He wanted to tell her how much her father bragged about her business. Now that Amanda was stationed in Hawaii with her SEAL husband, Addy was handling most of the day-to-day of the company.
“I do know he’s proud of you.”
As he took the exit to her townhouse, she glanced at him. “You knew which exit to take.”
It wasn’t a question but a statement.
“Yeah. The GPS told me to take it,” he said, pointing to the dash. Of course, he hadn’t needed that, but he wasn’t about to tell her.
“Oh. Yeah.”
It only took him a couple of minutes to get to her house. He pulled up to the curb he had passed by so many times.
“Your house is old.”
She laughed. “I like old things. And it’s not old. It’s historic.”
Then she said nothing else. A few beats of silence went by. He fought the need to fill the silence. She’s the only person who wrecked control.
“Okay. Do you want to come in for a drink or coffee or something?”
She didn’t sound happy about the invitation, but he wouldn’t complain. Beggars couldn’t be choosers.
