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.He would never touch her with Kane in the room.He might want to, but he was exhausted and Kane was a good chaperone.She was safe, and she could act like it meant nothing to her.Let him think it didn’t matter to her at all.“Will you two stop horsing around?” Kane yawned.“It’s three o’clock in the morning.Let’s turn in.”“The great TV watcher.” Mack reluctantly shifted his weight from Jaimie.He took great care to retain his hard-won portion of the bed.“Pack it in, honey, hotshot has spoken.”“I’m not sharing my sheets,” Jaimie announced with a fierce, meant-to-be-intimidating scowl.“You can sleep on top of the covers.”“I bought them,” Mack pointed out, tracing the hand-embroidered dragon nearest him.“That should give me a few rights.”“I’ll share my other pillow,” Jaimie conceded, “but only because you sent me all those dragons.” She loved the collection of dragons, mostly given to her by Kane and Mack over the years.She might forgive him a little just for that.“Wait a minute, wait a minute,” Kane protested.“You know that jeweled one from Egypt? I bought that one.”“Like hell you did.You were making goo-goo eyes at some belly dancer, as I recall,” Mack lied, settling more comfortably onto the mattress, his thigh touching Jaimie’s.It had been so long and she felt like heaven, all soft skin and heat.She smelled a little like heaven too.It was only the fact that he was so exhausted that he dared take a chance sharing her bed again.Jumping her was not the way to win her back, but keeping the old familiar footing would go a long way toward smoothing his path.Kane retrieved the rest of their luggage and dumped it unceremoniously in the corner of Jaimie’s bedroom.“The man said you looked like an assassin; he wouldn’t take your traveler’s check.I paid, remember.Is the couch comfortable?”“Aren’t you two supposed to be used to roughing it?” Jaimie demanded, exasperated with both of them.“And Kane never makes goo-goo eyes at women.That’s you.”“I paid you back, Kane,” Mack insisted, ignoring Jaimie.“When did you pay me back?” Kane asked suspiciously, as he headed for the bathroom.“You’re in a lady’s house,” Mack called out.“Don’t forget the toilet seat.And it was in Milan.”“I can’t believe you said that.” Jaimie was horrified.“I’d forgotten what it was like sharing a house with men.” She buried her face in the coolness of the pillow.“He isn’t very well trained,” Mack explained loud enough for Kane to hear.“Turn on the alarm, Kane,” Jaimie reminded as the man emerged wearing a long-suffering expression and navy blue sweats.She smiled to herself.Sweats seemed to be quite the rage in nightwear when she’d bet her bottom dollar they never slept in clothes if they could help it.Kane activated the alarm, rolled out his sleeping bag on the couch, and turned off the light.“It wasn’t Milan.”“I paid your fine so you wouldn’t go to jail.Hell, Kane, you tried to steal the cop’s hat.”“You dared me to.” There was a flurry of rustling sounds, a loud thump announcing Kane hitting the floor.Fortunately, his censored comments were muffled by the carpet.“Never try sharing a bed with him,” Mack advised.“Jaimie?” Now his voice turned very casual.“Professor Chilton was one of your instructors at Stanford, wasn’t he? How did he end up in London doing consulting work?”“His brother-in-law worked in some capacity for a corporation.He recommended Professor Chilton after the company had a series of break-ins.It was lucky for me he checked into the same hotel I had gone to after I.” She broke off, grateful the lights were out.She didn’t have anything to be ashamed of.She’d left because she had to go in order to survive.If Mack couldn’t understand that, too bad.A hint of defiance entered her voice.“I checked into a hotel after I left our apartment and the next morning I ran into him in the lobby.We had breakfast together; I really needed a friend.Naturally, we talked electronics.One thing led to another, and before I knew it, I was in business.” She didn’t add that running into the professor had given her the freedom to keep from running back to Mack, afraid and a failure.It had actually felt good to make her own decisions and be responsible for her own life, once she’d gotten past the pain of separation.“So you think you’re good enough to make it on your own?” Kane prompted.He took a few minutes to get settled again.The room was pitch-black, Jaimie’s eyes working to adjust as she stared up at the ceiling.“I was better than Chilton, Kane, right from the start.He knew it too.I used his name and he used my expertise.He’s back teaching—that’s what he loves—and I’ve got enough of a reputation now to hold my own.It worked out great.”“So you actually break into buildings?” Mack didn’t sound happy about it.“Sure, I study the security system and find a way to beat it.The theory being, of course, if I can do it, so can someone else.Then I try to design a system exclusive to the particular needs, setting, and personnel of the client [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.He would never touch her with Kane in the room.He might want to, but he was exhausted and Kane was a good chaperone.She was safe, and she could act like it meant nothing to her.Let him think it didn’t matter to her at all.“Will you two stop horsing around?” Kane yawned.“It’s three o’clock in the morning.Let’s turn in.”“The great TV watcher.” Mack reluctantly shifted his weight from Jaimie.He took great care to retain his hard-won portion of the bed.“Pack it in, honey, hotshot has spoken.”“I’m not sharing my sheets,” Jaimie announced with a fierce, meant-to-be-intimidating scowl.“You can sleep on top of the covers.”“I bought them,” Mack pointed out, tracing the hand-embroidered dragon nearest him.“That should give me a few rights.”“I’ll share my other pillow,” Jaimie conceded, “but only because you sent me all those dragons.” She loved the collection of dragons, mostly given to her by Kane and Mack over the years.She might forgive him a little just for that.“Wait a minute, wait a minute,” Kane protested.“You know that jeweled one from Egypt? I bought that one.”“Like hell you did.You were making goo-goo eyes at some belly dancer, as I recall,” Mack lied, settling more comfortably onto the mattress, his thigh touching Jaimie’s.It had been so long and she felt like heaven, all soft skin and heat.She smelled a little like heaven too.It was only the fact that he was so exhausted that he dared take a chance sharing her bed again.Jumping her was not the way to win her back, but keeping the old familiar footing would go a long way toward smoothing his path.Kane retrieved the rest of their luggage and dumped it unceremoniously in the corner of Jaimie’s bedroom.“The man said you looked like an assassin; he wouldn’t take your traveler’s check.I paid, remember.Is the couch comfortable?”“Aren’t you two supposed to be used to roughing it?” Jaimie demanded, exasperated with both of them.“And Kane never makes goo-goo eyes at women.That’s you.”“I paid you back, Kane,” Mack insisted, ignoring Jaimie.“When did you pay me back?” Kane asked suspiciously, as he headed for the bathroom.“You’re in a lady’s house,” Mack called out.“Don’t forget the toilet seat.And it was in Milan.”“I can’t believe you said that.” Jaimie was horrified.“I’d forgotten what it was like sharing a house with men.” She buried her face in the coolness of the pillow.“He isn’t very well trained,” Mack explained loud enough for Kane to hear.“Turn on the alarm, Kane,” Jaimie reminded as the man emerged wearing a long-suffering expression and navy blue sweats.She smiled to herself.Sweats seemed to be quite the rage in nightwear when she’d bet her bottom dollar they never slept in clothes if they could help it.Kane activated the alarm, rolled out his sleeping bag on the couch, and turned off the light.“It wasn’t Milan.”“I paid your fine so you wouldn’t go to jail.Hell, Kane, you tried to steal the cop’s hat.”“You dared me to.” There was a flurry of rustling sounds, a loud thump announcing Kane hitting the floor.Fortunately, his censored comments were muffled by the carpet.“Never try sharing a bed with him,” Mack advised.“Jaimie?” Now his voice turned very casual.“Professor Chilton was one of your instructors at Stanford, wasn’t he? How did he end up in London doing consulting work?”“His brother-in-law worked in some capacity for a corporation.He recommended Professor Chilton after the company had a series of break-ins.It was lucky for me he checked into the same hotel I had gone to after I.” She broke off, grateful the lights were out.She didn’t have anything to be ashamed of.She’d left because she had to go in order to survive.If Mack couldn’t understand that, too bad.A hint of defiance entered her voice.“I checked into a hotel after I left our apartment and the next morning I ran into him in the lobby.We had breakfast together; I really needed a friend.Naturally, we talked electronics.One thing led to another, and before I knew it, I was in business.” She didn’t add that running into the professor had given her the freedom to keep from running back to Mack, afraid and a failure.It had actually felt good to make her own decisions and be responsible for her own life, once she’d gotten past the pain of separation.“So you think you’re good enough to make it on your own?” Kane prompted.He took a few minutes to get settled again.The room was pitch-black, Jaimie’s eyes working to adjust as she stared up at the ceiling.“I was better than Chilton, Kane, right from the start.He knew it too.I used his name and he used my expertise.He’s back teaching—that’s what he loves—and I’ve got enough of a reputation now to hold my own.It worked out great.”“So you actually break into buildings?” Mack didn’t sound happy about it.“Sure, I study the security system and find a way to beat it.The theory being, of course, if I can do it, so can someone else.Then I try to design a system exclusive to the particular needs, setting, and personnel of the client [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]