She spoke around the bite of food in her mouth, and Lilly shot her a dark look as Jenny tried, unintelligibly, to convey some knowledge. “You wouldn’t want him. He’s a womanizer?” Jenny finally answered, having swallowed down her bite of food. “Oh,” Lilly’s expression turned regretful, “Of course he is. Look at him. He can womanize me anytime.” The man was a beast. Tall as hell, and thick with muscle, he was the hottest damn thing she’d ever seen. No. He was more than hot, he was…beautiful. He stalked with a grace and confidence that told her he could handle himself. Practically oozing sensual virility, Lilly knew he was one man she’d never want to be involved with. Men that looked like that seemed to conjure up trouble and the last thing she needed was more trouble in her life. “Lilly!” “What?” Her voice was pitched high in innocence. She wasn’t typically this playful, but after a few days of working too closely with the most savagely handsome man ever to exist and Lilly was ready to let down her guard.
