She cringed at the thought. That wasn’t the future, and she shouldn’t try to plan her life in a sexual haze. Help him, yes. Sleep with him, sure. Stay with him?Thatcouldn’t be.
With effort, she forced herself to think not about Kyle but about his problem. About Driskell and the theft and what the hell they were going to do. Her thoughts wandered, her face pressed against hisneck as she breathed in the musky scent of sex and tried to concentrate on work.
“Kyle?”
“Hmm?” He stroked her hair, the gesture somehow more intimate than sex.
“What about another house?”
He moved, shifting her slightly so that he could look at her. “Another house?”
“If Driskell won’t let you test his system, why not test another? Surely someone else has the same alarm system as Driskell. Maybe they’d agree to be our test case. It’s in their interest, too, to work out the kinks.” She cocked her head. “Or do you happen to have it at your place?”
“No. I’ve been so busy installing other people’s systems that I haven’t upgraded mine. But I like your idea.”
“So there is somebody?”
“Three somebodies actually. One of them will be at the party tonight. I’ll talk to him then.” He shifted them both and then stood up as she hopped to her feet. He planted a swift kiss on the end of her nose. “Thanks for helping me out, Mel. It means a lot to me.”
He squeezed her hand and she just about melted. She wanted to keep her distance, to put up walls bymaking some smart-aleck comment. But she didn’t. She couldn’t. And so she just squeezed right back and said, “I’m happy to help.” Because that was the absolute truth.
