“Yeah, yeah, can’t tell the lowly peons. Just tell me Leigh’s not going.” “You know I can’t discuss staffing plans until they’re confirmed.” “Is that your way of saying she is? I’m assuming you’ll be spending a lot of time out there and she’ll slide all over you like icing.” He opened his mouth then closed it abruptly. He’d almost told her the truth. I’m moving there for a year, minimum. For once reason prevailed. No formal announcement had been made yet. That wouldn’t come for a week or two. Despite what was happening between them, he couldn’t violate the owners’ trust. His leaving made room for Marcia to become the new regional manager, and he wasn’t about to spill his sister’s news prematurely. Besides, if he said he was leaving, she’d probably call a halt to things. Which made sense. Ending things now would be cleaner. More logical. Unfortunately, logic didn’t seem to hold much sway in the face of pouty lips, sexy hazel eyes and a quick wit that turned him on almost as much as her leggy body.
