I grabbed my cell and then realized I didn’t know his number. We’d never talked on the phone. No matter. It would be in the Wolfe file, which was sitting on the corner of my desk. I located the number quickly and called.

“Rock Wolfe,” said his deep husky voice.

Already my skin tingled.

“Hi, Rock, this is Lacey.”

“Hey, sweetheart.”

“I’m going to have to cancel our dinner plans this evening.”

“No, you’re not.”

Exactly why I was canceling. He was a dick, as Fox had said.

“Yeah, I am, actually.”

“Nope. I’m picking you up. See you at your place.”

“Rock, you need to listen to me.”

Nothing.

“Rock?”

Had he really just ended the call?

Fine then. I wouldn’t be home when he picked me up.

35

Rock

Lacey Ward was feisty, I’d give her that. But she and I were having dinner tonight. I’d show her how a man should truly treat a lady of her caliber. After her split check with pretty boy yogini, she’d be impressed.

Impressed? I laughed aloud. Why was I so intent on impressing Lacey Ward? I’d never worried about impressing a woman before now. Especially not the one who was currently hogging my bathroom. Nieves had gone in nearly an hour ago to shower. Did she not realize I had a company to run?

A brick hit my head. How could I have been so obtuse? Of course. That was why she was here. She’d heard I’d inherited a billion dollar company, and she wanted to get back in my good graces.

I’d felt something for her once, but if she wanted me back, she’d have come by before now. Nieves was all about Nieves, which was a big part of why I’d ended things.

I pounded on the bathroom door. “Time’s up. I’ve got things to do today, all of which require me to be showered.”

The door opened, and there she stood, buck naked, the mermaid tattoo snaking around her midriff as it always had. I didn’t like that one near as well as the one on her shoulder.

“Come on in,” she said. “Nothing stopping you.”

“For God’s sake.” I yanked a towel off the brass rack. “Cover yourself.”

“You never minded looking at me.”

“I mind now. I booked you your own room for the next two nights. That will give you time to make plans to go home.”

“I’m not going home.”

“The hell you’re not.”

“I’ve decided to move here, Rock. I want us to try again.” She sauntered toward me, wiggling her hips. “Haven’t you missed me at all?”

“We ended things over a year ago. I’m over it.”

“I’m not.” She grazed her hand over my bare chest.

Again, nothing from my cock. Just a look from Lacey got me hard.