hurting right now, but youâll heal. And then some lucky guy will hog-tie you to him.â
She stopped dancing to make her point. âIâm over the hurt, Jake. I needâ¦space and freedom. Iâve never had that before. Brianâs been wonderful to me, but heâs overprotective. Heâs made my life too easy. Heâs been accommodating and Iâve allowed it. I think thatâs why Iâve made so many errors in judgment lately. Itâs my own fault for not being stronger. But now, wellâ¦things are about to change.â
âAre they?â
âYes, they are,â she replied firmly.
âHow?â
âIâm giving up my position at Brianâs company. Iâve accepted a job near my hometown that Iâm very excited about. Iâm through with the big city. I havenât told Brian yet, so please donât mention it. I donât want my older brother to go into cardiac arrest anytime soon, especially right before his honeymoon.â
âWhat do you do, exactly?â
âIâm an accountant. Iâve always been good with numbers. Iâm forever calculating things in my head. Itâs almost an obsession.â
He stopped to gaze at her. He spoke softly with an appreciative gleam in his eyes. âYou donât look like an accountant.â
âI, uhâ¦is that a compliment?â
Jake chuckled. âYes, maâam.â
âAnd to set the record straight,â she added, âthe last thing I want is to have some Neanderthal hog-tie me to him.â
âIf you say so,â he said a little too smugly. Heck, what did she care if he didnât believe her? It wasnât as though they meant anything to each other. They were reunited acquaintances who would soon say their farewells tonight, and that would be that.
Jake must have been on the same wavelength, because the conversation died and he brought her up close again, pressing her to his solid body.
They moved fluidly across the dance floor, Cassie falling into step with him. He draped his hand down her lower back, dangerously near her derriere, while the other hand played with the ends of her hair. His warm breath caressed her lightly as he nuzzled his nose into her neck, breathing her in, creating exciting thrills throughout her body.
His hand slipped farther down her back, nearly not on her back any longer, and he whispered into her ear, âYouâre a beautiful woman, Cassie Munroe.â
âThank you. Youâre not half bad, yourself.â It was an understatement by any stretch of the imagination. The man was sexy, thrilling, dangerous andâ¦beautiful.
âNow thatâs nice to hear,â he said in a husky voice, leaning in, bending to her. His lips traveled along her throat, moistening, kissing, nuzzling until Cassie couldnât take a deep breath. Her heart raced wildly. She kept telling herself it was all for show. Rick and his wife were on the dance floor, too. Jake must have noticed them. He was doing this for their benefit, not because he couldnât keep his hands off of her.
Those warning bells in her head rang loud and clear.
Donât fall for this guy. Heâs all wrong for you.
Cassie reminded herself Jake was the first guy ever tostand her up. And he hadnât offered her any explanation. Even though it happened more than ten years ago, a girl had a right to know why.
Cassie was eventually saved by the bellâ¦the dinner bell. The band stopped playing and all the guests headed for the dinner tables, situated both inside and outside on one of the three-tiered decks.
It was a good thing, too, that dinner had been called, because Cassie needed to get a grip. Grateful that Jake opted for outdoor dining, they sat at a little table for two on the lower deck of the riverboat. Cassie needed the fresh air. She needed to clear her head. She needed to have a table separating the two of them or else sheâd surely experience a