band.
âA husband.â
Lin beamed. âRoger.â She sighed in a dreamy way. âHeâs an aerospace engineer.â She pulled her wallet from her giant black tote and took out a picture. Roger had blond hair, an angular face and thick-rimmed black glasses. âHot, huh?â
âVery handsome.â
âHeâs the only man for me.â Lin pressed the picture to her heart before tucking it away in her wallet again. âSo Iâm immune.â
âBut what about every other woman in the office? I havenât heard any predictions that theyâre doomed to fall for Dax. What makes me so special?â
Lin shrugged. âItâs the constant proximity, I think.The daily close exposure to him when you work directly for him. I donât know what it is about him. He must have some genetic anomaly. An excess of sex pheromones maybe.â
âOh, come on. Youâre not serious.â
âOh, but I am.â Lin tipped her head, studying Zoe. âAnd youâre exactly his type.â The blue streak in her hair caught the light, gleaming. âItâs sad, really. I tend to think of it as Daxâs fatal flaw. He hires the pretty ones with personality. And then they fall head-over-heels for him.â
âNot me. Can we be done talking about this?â
Lin picked up her fork and stuck it in her Cobb salad. âToo bad youâre not already in love with someone else.â
â¦in love with someone elseâ¦.
The words bounced around in Zoeâs brain.
Lin was right. Zoe needed a man. Her man. A man she adored, who adored her in return. Such a man would be the perfect way to get everyone at Great Escapes to stop predicting her inevitable, job-destroying, hopeless passion for the boss.
Too bad her man didnât existâor if he did, Zoe had failed, so far, to meet him.
She pushed her coleslaw around on her plate, considering. Not that she was in any way ready for her own personal hero, not yet. She had things to prove, a success to make in the business world, before she found the man for her and settled down.
Besides, right now she didnât need an actual guy. No way. She didnât have the time for a flesh-and-blood Mr. Wonderful who would drag along love and commitment and a shared mortgage. Uh-uh. It was the idea of theguy that mattered. It was that everyone believed she had a guy who was the only guy for her.
She slanted Lin a glance. âMaybe I am in love already.â
Sharp black eyes widening, Lin looked up from her plate. âThere is someone special, then?â
âIâ¦donât want to say anything right now. Itâs, um, well, itâs complicated.â
âComplicated is fine. Whatever. As long as thereâs someone and youâre in love with him.â
âYou really think so?â
âI know so. If youâre serious about getting a start at Great Escapes, a special guy would be the best thing for you. And for Dax. And for the poor, overworked ladies down in HR.â
Chapter Two
Z oe took that whole week to make up her mind.
Really, it was a wild idea. Not to mention a total lie. She didnât want to get involved in an elaborate fiction if she could avoid it. It could be dangerous. There was always the possibility she would get caught, and not only by tripping herself up. What if Dax ran into her mother or father or someone in the family and happened to mention that Zoe had a fiancé?
That could be embarrassing.
But, then, as far as tripping up, she could make notes, create her own personal hero from the ground up, so that he became the next thing to real for her. Then she would be unlikely to contradict herself when she spoke of him.
And as far as her family, well, how much chance was there that they would blow the whistle on her? It wasnât as though Dax knew her family well, or hung aroundwith them or anything. Even if he ran into her mother somewhere, it would only be Hello,