Jill Shalvis - Animal Attraction

Again? “Jade.” Her name felt like it was torn from his throat. “I-”

“Do it!”

There was a terrible pause where he’d have sworn he heard her heart pounding from where he stood. With a sick feeling deep in his gut, he came up behind her just as Adam came into the room.

Jade froze. Dell felt the change in her instantly and glanced at Adam, who stopped where he was.

Jade’s breath hitched.

“It’s just me,” Dell said quietly to her. “You can do this. Remember how I showed you in my gym.” He stepped closer, into her space now. A strand of her hair stuck to the stubble on his jaw and then she trembled, killing him. “Jade-”

“Shh.” Dropping her head to the cabinet, she spoke to herself. “It’s easier in the gym. It’s less real.”

“We don’t have to do this-”

“Yes, we do. Someone’s still hitting vet clinics.”

At the realization that she didn’t feel safe here in his place, a helpless fury rushed him. “Jade-”

“Please, Dell? I want to do this here, in the real world, until I don’t want to throw up at the thought.”

No one understood that better than him. He wasn’t sure exactly what had happened to her, but he was good at guessing. She hadn’t fought back and that haunted her. She wanted to be strong. He understood that, too, the need, the passion driving her to make sure she was strong no matter what. So he tightened his arms on her and pressed her up against the cabinet.

She stomped on his foot, plowed her elbow into his belly, and when he bent with an “oomph,” she whirled, a pen in her hand, ready to poke him in the eye.

Which, thankfully, she didn’t. She dropped it to the floor and stopped short, breathing hard. “Oh God.”

“Nice,” Adam said, nodding. “Follow up?”

“A knee to the family jewels.” She swiped her forehead with her arm. “Drop him like a stone.”

“Sounds good,” his brother said. “I wouldn’t have minded seeing that.”

Dell slid his brother a long look and received a rare but genuine laugh. Adam humor.

“I could use a pizza now,” Jade said.

Still smiling, Adam raised his hand. “My treat,” he said. “Promise to do that again tomorrow and I’ll spring for the beer, too.”

Two days later Dell was sitting in his office staring at the files on his desk. He needed to work, but he hadn’t written a word in ten minutes. For the millionth time, his gaze landed on Jade out in the front room.

He’d thought that her request and his promise to treat her the same at work was just the usual womanspeak for we are now sleeping together so I own you.

But she’d meant it. She hadn’t tried to discuss their night or, to his chagrin, repeat it.

She was closing up for the night; straightening the chairs along the wall, talking to Gertie who was padding along after her, then laughing at something the silly parrot repeated as she wiped down the front reception counter with her special antiseptic wipes.

He loved to watch her.

It wasn’t just the clothes, he decided, taking in her black pencil skirt and kick-ass heels, the ones that had little bows at her ankles. It was the way Gertie loved her. The way she’d taken on Beans. The way both of them, dog and kitten, followed her around like she was the Pied Piper.

It was… well, fucking adorable, for one thing. And for another, he found it hot. Her loving his animals was hot.

She moved back to the computer and sat, staring at the screen, fingers whirling on the keyboard. Her hair was carefully contained and controlled in some complicated twist up on her head, and her white blouse… Christ, had it been unbuttoned that far when she’d first come in this morning? Because damned if she didn’t look like every man’s secretary fantasy. In fact, just like that, it started to play in his mind.

Slowly she rose to her feet. Licked her lips as she reached up and undid her hair, shaking her head, causing the soft, silky waves to tumble to her shoulders.

Oh yeah.

Nice.

Her fingers began working the buttons on her snug white blouse, revealing a black lace bra beneath which barely covered her nipples and-

“Jesus, where the hell are you, Disneyland?”

Dell blinked at Adam, who’d come and perched a hip on the desk. He stared at Dell with a straight face, but he knew his brother better than anyone on earth.

Adam was laughing his ass off on the inside, the fucker. “Not Disneyland.”

More like Penthouse Forum…

Adam gave a purposeful, knowing look in the direction where Dell’s gaze had been fixated.

Jade. Not giving him a naughty secretary striptease…

Dell kicked his office door shut.

Adam’s mouth twitched and he leaned forward, opening the door again.

Jade glanced over, saw them, and gave a quizzical look.

Adam waved at her.

Jade paused, narrowed her eyes, then went back to her work.

Adam turned to Dell. “This is new, you doing all the mooning. Usually it’s the women showing up or calling incessantly. But now it’s you. You’re the one mooning now.” He shook his head. “Poor dumb bastard.”

Dell shoved Adam off his desk. “Don’t you have something to do to earn your keep?”

Adam smiled. He knew damn well that his business, the classes, the training, the breeding… all brought good money into their pockets. “You’re pissy. You know what that means? That I’m right.”

“Really? You want to go there? Maybe I should get Holly on the line for you. Then we’ll talk pissy.”

“Hey, at least I’m not changing my MO midgame,” Adam pointed out.

“Huh?”

“You let Jade come to your house,” Adam explained.

“Yeah. To train her. You’d have done the same thing.”

“No, I’d have brought her to the gym in town. But you. You took her home.”

“So?”

So they both knew that Jade was the first woman Dell had ever had out there.

“Next thing,” Adam said, “you’ll start thinking about giving her the key code.”

The guilt must have shown on Dell’s face because Adam tipped his head back and laughed. He was still laughing when Dell, not liking where this was going, turned back to his work. “Why are you here, anyway?”

“Training.”

“I mean why are you here, in my office, bugging the shit out of me?”

“Other than it’s fun to fuck with you?” Adam shrugged. “Thought we’d get something to eat.” He took another peek at Jade. “You figure you know what you’re doing? Because both Brady and I have our doubts.”

He had no clue. “You and Brady should fuck off.”

Adam took one look at his face and shook his head, still amused. “Good to see this on the other foot for a change.”

“Shut up.”

“I’d be worried about Jade, but you know what? Even with whatever’s clearly bothering her, she’s still going to eat you up and spit you out.”

Dell could get on board with the eating him up part. “What the hell does that mean?”

“Hey, if you don’t know, I can’t help you.” He tapped Dell on the head with his knuckles. “Yeah, still hard as wood. You always did have to learn the hard way.” He headed to the door. “My money’s on you, though.”

Late the next afternoon, Jade signed in the last patient of the day-Lulu the lamb was by turns sweet, curious, and holy hell on wheels.

Keith had brought Mrs. Robertson and Lulu to an exam room. Jade was at her desk doing the whole wind down for the day when she heard Mrs. Robertson and Dell laughing.