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“Allright.”
He didn’t move as she camecloser.
She stopped a couple feet away from him. Physically, he looked the same, body still trim and fit, posture erect. His hair was still swept back from his face, but in an uncharacteristic display of humanness, a lock had pushed forward near his forehead. It made him look almost boyish, and she had to resist the urge to smooth itback.
His expression was as fathomless as she remembered, but something burned in his eyes, his gaze penetrating, seeking something in hers that was already trying to fight its way out from behind herdefenses.
He opened the car’s back door. “You must befreezing.”
She stepped past him and slid into the backseat. She had to force herself not to close her eyes and sigh as she inhaled the familiar scent — Jack’s cologne, tailored wool,leather.
Money.
Power.
Authority.
He sat next to her and closed thedoor.
“Hi, Reggie,” Ninasaid.
Jack’s driver met her eyes in the rearview mirror. “Good evening, MissFontaine.”
“Going home?” Jack askedher.
She nodded and Reggie pulled away from the curb. Privacy glass raised discreetly between the front and back seats. Nina wondered if Reggie had raised it or if it had beenJack.
She felt Jack’s eyes on her as they glided through the nearly-empty streets, but she forced herself to breathe, to gather her thoughts and her composure, before turning to look at him. “What are you doinghere?”
There was no knowing smile. “I came to seeyou.”
She looked down at her hands. “Why?”
It took him so long to answer she was beginning to think he hadn’t heardher.
“Because I can’t stop missing you.” Anguish colored his voice, and she looked up to see him smoothing back hishair.
“I don’t know what to say to that.” It was honest atleast.
“You don’t have to say anything.” He hesitated. “Will you tell me how you’ve been? What you’ve beendoing?”
“I’ve been fine.” She smiled a little. “I’m afraid the stuff I’ve been doing isn’t veryinteresting.”
“You underestimate yourself, Nina. You alwayshave.”
She met his eyes. “HaveI?”
“I’ve never met a more fascinating woman.” He lifted a hand, then dropped it back into his lap. Her cheek burned where she’d been anticipating his touch. “Tellme.”
“I’ve been working mostly. Moni made me a manager at the gallery. I’ve been getting more involved incuration.”
“And do you enjoyit?”
“Very much,” shesaid.
“What else?” heasked.
“Just… learning to live alone, I suppose. Spending time with my friends, decorating my apartment. I got acat.”
