Educating Gina by Debbi Rawlins Read Free Book Online

still, unsure of what he was more afraid of—her or the unknown.

    “I WANT ANOTHER hot dog.” Gina dug into the pocket of her jeans for money. “And a Coca-Cola with lots of ice.”
    “You’re going to be sick.”
    She wrinkled her nose. “Why?”
    “Because you’ve already had two Cokes, a hot dog and popcorn.”
    “Yes, and?” She passed the vendor her money and then doused her hot dog with mustard and relish.
    She had the most incredible appetite for a woman, especially one her size. Of course she did a good job of burning off calories. He got winded just watching her play Frisbee with the two twelve-year-old boys they’d met earlier. She ran and dove for her catches as if the free world depended on her.
    No wonder she was in such excellent shape. The woman could move. Hell, she’d even gotten him off his ass to catch a few throws.
    She took a big bite of the hot dog and ended up with mustard on the tip of her nose. He got it off with his thumb. She smiled and took a gulp of Coke. Not Diet Coke, but the real stuff.
    That was another thing he liked about her. How she did everything with such gusto, totally unselfconscious. There was no worrying about how she looked or acted. When she got excited about something, the whole world knew it, and she didn’t seem to care.
    And God knows, she got excited a lot. Her accent would get thick and she’d throw in a few Italian words. Mike understood some of them from listening to Antonio and his two brothers-in-law, Augie and Lorenzo, talking at the office.
    “Let’s go find some shade.” He carried the bag with her skirt and the other pair of jeans they’d bought.
    The sack with her lingerie purchase got lost in the scuffle she’d had with the two men, and Mike had to ruthlessly push the reminder aside. There was nothing he could do except get angrier than he could remember ever getting in his life.
    It wasn’t only about being responsible for her welfare on Antonio’s behalf. But the idea that her trust and innocence could be stolen by two low-life jerks made his blood boil. That it could happen practically under his nose made him feel guilty as hell.
    But to her credit, she was resilient. She hadn’t let the incident affect her mood. When Mike had mentioned how admirably she was handling things, she’d looked at him with round trusting eyes and said she’d never be frightened with him near to keep her safe.
    Fool that he was, his ego had inflated like a balloon. And then headed straight back to guilt. What if something had happened to her? What if—
    “We will sit here?” She stopped at an oak tree, its roots bulging from the ground. But that didn’t stop her from finding a narrow spot in the grass.
    She plunked down and then patted the area beside her. He didn’t have much choice. He settled in close. Too close.
    “I like Central Park very much.” She smiled at him. “We can come again, yes?”
    “I don’t know. You wear me out.”
    She frowned.
    “I’m kidding.”
    “Oh.” She took the last bite of her hot dog and wiped her mouth.
    His gaze lingered on her lips. Moist and peach-colored, they alone got his adrenaline pumping. Her tongue darted out to swipe a tiny crumb from the corner of her mouth, and he had to look away.
    “What kind of exercise do you do?”
    He brought his gaze back to meet her curious eyes. “Exercise?”
    She nodded. “Everyone needs to exercise.”
    “I get enough running around the office.”
    She made a face. “That is not the same thing.”
    “I work a lot of hours. I don’t have time.”
    “Does my uncle work you that hard?”
    Mike snorted. “ I work me that hard.”
    “That is not good,” she said, shaking her head with concern. “Do you swim?”
    He shrugged. “I haven’t for a while.”
    She extended her hands behind her and leaned back. The reclining position showed off her flat belly and made her breasts jut out. “Tomorrow, we will swim.”
    Amused at her confidence, he asked,