head. âRight now, my plate is so full that if youâre trying to palm himââ
âItâs a her,â he corrected.
âHer,â she amended without losing a beat, âoff on me, I just might be tempted to kill you, and then Jackson is going to have to marry me quickly so I can get conjugal rights in prison.â
He was trying to pin her down and she was making jokes, he thought darkly. âSo then you donât know about her.â
âI might,â Kate allowed. âDepending on what her name is. Is it somebody famous?â She looked at Kullen more closely. âKullen, youâre scaring me. Why arenât you talking?â Leaning forward, she gave him her full attention. âJust who is your new client, Kullen?â
For a second, because he didnât want to go into explanations, he debated just turning around and walking out. But if he did that, his sisterâs curiosity would go into overdrive and she would hound him until he did tell her.
So he watched Kateâs face as he said, âItâs Lilli McCall.â
The name didnât seem to mean anything to her.
âOkay,â Kate said, drawing out the single word as if it was comprised of four syllables. She waited for something more substantial to follow.
âYouâre not familiar with her name?â he pressed suspiciously.
âShould I be?â
Granted, heâd never talked about Lilli, preferring eight years ago to keep her to himself like some special treasure that heâd mined by accident. And then, when she had done her vanishing act, heâd never told anyoneabout her because then he would have had to admit that sheâd devastated him.
So his secret love remained a secret.
Or so heâd thought at the time.
But even so, he figured that Kate with her insidious way of delving into everything, especially his business, would have sensed that something was up, which would have led her to find out about Lilli.
Maybe heâd given his sister too much credit.
Or maybe, just maybe, for once in her life sheâd respected his privacy the way he really didnât respect hers. Everything was fair when it came to siblings, at least that had always been his rule of thumb. Heâd invoked it because he did care about Kate, and acting as if he had the right to know everything that concerned her just made it easier to watch over her.
But now the tables had turned and it was his life that was caught in his motherâs crosshairs.
And he didnât like it one damn bit.
Rather than label Lilli as a woman from his past, or more accurately, the woman from his past, he said only one salient thing.
âMom referred her.â
Kateâs grin materialized on her lips at the speed of light. âWell, like you once said, everyone needs a hob by.â
He scowled. âThat was when she was bugging you, not me.â
Kate seemed to take pity on him. She was too happy these days to be vindictive. âWell, Iâve got to admit that Momâs taste is pretty good. Why donât you give this woman a chance once youâve handled her, um, case,â she concluded with a wicked wink.
âI already did once.â
âYou fooled around with a client at your initial meeting?â Kate asked him, stunned.
âNo,â he bit off in disgust.
âEnlighten me. Exactly what do you mean, you already did once?â
He waved his hand dismissively. âNever mind,â he retorted. âJust tell Mom to stick to catering and not match making.â
âSorry,â Kate called after him as he walked out. âShe wonât listen to me if I say that. Under the circumstances, I donât have a leg to stand on.â
That made two of them, because his own legs felt wobblier than hell right now. Eight years and she still had that kind of effect on him, despite everything that had happened.
He closed his eyes and sighed. He should have gone on