Darling Jenny by Janet Dailey Read Free Book Online Page B

kiss, nothing more.'
    She longed to reach across the small table and slap that mocking smile off Logan's face. The anger sent a trembling through her clenched fists on the table. At his amused laugh, Jennifer flashed a burning glance towards him.
    'Poor Jenny Glenn,' Logan smiled, a dancing gleam sparkling in his own eyes, 'so filled with righteous indignation! You have the innocent face of an angel, but the devil lurks behind those flames seething inside you. The truth is, I simply enjoy erasing that puritan look from your face.'
    'Then let me suggest that you find someone else to have fun with, because I'm not a bit amused.' Determinedly she controlled her temper as she gathered up her bag and gloves to leave.
    'Finish your chocolate, Jennifer.' Logan's expression was unchanged, but there was a hardening in his gaze indecision. He would probably be highly amused if that momentarily halted her. An eyebrow raised at her indecision. He would probably be highly amused if she stompedout the door right now, in spite of his 'order' for her to remain, Jennifer thought. With deliberately controlled movements, she replaced her gloves and purse on the table. She averted her attention to the window where she watched the dots of skiers coming down Snow King.
    'Do you ski?' Logan asked.
    'Yes,' Jennifer replied calmly, her gaze remaining on the skiers as she sipped the hot chocolate.
    'Do you ski well?'
    'I'm an experienced amateur,' she answered.
    'We'll have to make sure you get the chance to try the slopes while you're here.' Logan's voice was friendly, but Jennifer wasn't about to be drawn out by him.
    'I don't require an escort to go skiing.' Her glance as it flicked over him was coolly dismissive.
    She felt the amused speculation of his gaze as he replaced his cup in its saucer.
    'What you really meant was you didn't require me, Jenny Glenn. But don't go up the slopes alone the first time. Have someone with you.' For all the concern in his words, the tone of his voice was completely indifferent. 'If you're ready we'll go. My car's outside, and I wanted to have a word with Sheila. Rest assured that's my only motive for taking you home.'
    His suddenly casual attitude irritated Jennifer. Logan Taylor seemed to want to make it clear to her that she was of little consequence to him. Her cheeks were flushed with anger and embarrassment as they left. She could certainly treat him as lightly as he treated her.
     

 
    Chapter Four
     
    'HERE'S the car,' Logan stated, a hand steadying Jennifer's elbow as they stepped off the pavement on to the snow-packed street.
    Her gaze raised from the path of her feet to the luxurious white Continental Mark IV parked beside them. She had been expecting the jeep, and her surprise must have registered on her face.
    'In the winter I store it, just taking it out a few times to keep it in condition. Besides, it's too easily lost in a white snowdrift. I have difficulty finding it,' he joked, opening the car door to assist Jennifer inside.
    She couldn't help admiring the opulent black leather interior as she slid into the low seat. Her hand trailed lightly over the plush cushion as Logan walked round the car to enter on the driver's side. Quickly Jennifer placed her hand primly in her lap. She knew he was waiting for her reaction to the car. He obviously expected her to be impressed.
    'I don't see how you could possibly have trouble finding it,' Jennifer smiled with saccharine sweetness. 'All you have to do is look inside to see it's as black as your heart.'
    His rich, warm laugh filled the car. His gloved finger flicked her cheek lightly as he spoke. 'I knew you couldn't keep that tongue of yours still for long.'
    The deeply creased lines of amusement remained in his cheeks as he started the car and backed it out of its parking place. As she stared out the side window, Jennifer mentally cursed herself. She should have known he could care less whether or not she was impressed by the car. He had waited merely