“My mom’s folks owned it.When they passed, they left it tous.So my brother owns half.”
He wasn’t loving the look on her face.
“I see this is a story,” he noted.
“Yeah,” she muttered.
“Yougottaget back to work?”
She nodded.
He needed to let her get to it.
“I’m not leaving here without your number,” he stated.
“Phone trade.”
He dug his out, engaged it, handed it to her, and took hers.
He entered his info, then took his phone back.
He called her immediately and her phone rang.
She smirked at him.“So you’re a tester.”
“Never did before.”
“Right.”She was unconvinced.
“Only had one girl put in the wrong digits.Her loss,”Jagger shared.
“Right.”Still unconvinced.
“But you’re different and you know it, so quit fishing.”
She stopped smirking, held his gaze, and whispered, “Right.”
She knew what he was saying.
“I’m glad you could quit being a big baby and give us ashot,” he teased.
“Jagger?”
“Right here,” he noted.
“Be good or I’m not going to make our first date special bylaying areallyhot kiss on you when it’s over,” she warned.
Immediately, Jag held up three fingers.
Her gaze slid to his hand then to him.
“You ever a scout?”she asked.
“Hell no,” he answered, lowering his hand.
She did another head tip that wasn’t cute, it was just sexy,and drawled, “See, baby, I knew it.I like you more the more I get to knowyou.”
“You got a problem with scouts?”
