couldnât help but stare at the man standing in front of her. No man should look this good, especially when he was someone she didnât want to like. And that darn sexy cleft in his chin really wasnât helping matters. Standing tall, he had thick brows that were slanted to perfection over dark-brown eyes that made you feel you were about to take a dive into a sea of scrumptious chocolate.
His cheeks were high with incredible dimples and his jaw was clearly defined in an angular shape. Then there was his hairâblack, cut low and neatly trimmed around his head. And his lean masculinebody had broad shoulders, the kind you would want to rest your head on.
Even with all those eye-catching qualities, there was just something captivating about him, something that showed signs of more than just a handsome face. His lookâeven the one studying her intentlyâhad caught her off guard and she didnât like the way her heart was pounding wildly against her ribs or the immediate attraction she felt toward him.
Jocelyn took a quick reality check to put that attraction out of her mind and brought her thoughts back to the business at handâMason Construction Company.
âWell, arenât you going to answer, Mr. Steele?â she finally asked, her eyes narrowing fractionally. Inwardly she congratulated herself for getting the words past the tightness in her throat without choking on them.
He lifted a brow and said, âYes, but first I must say that Iâm very pleased to meet you, Jocelyn, and please call me Bas.â He extended his hand. The moment she placed hers in his he liked the feel of it. How could a woman who worked in construction have such soft hands?
She pulled her hand away. âNow that weâve dispensed with formalities, will you answer my question. Why did my father leave you part of Mason Construction?â
He held her gaze. âWhat if I told you that I hadnothing to do with it? Jimâs decision was as much a surprise to me as it was to you and your sister.â
Jocelyn considered his words. Leah hadnât been surprised. Nor had she been concerned. To Leahâs way of thinking it had made perfect sense since she couldnât imagine Jocelyn running the male-dominated company alone. And as for Leahâs share of the company, she had no problem with Jocelyn buying her out. She had other plans for her inheritance.
âNow that introductions have been made, can we all take a seat and get down to business?â Jason Kilgore said, halting any further conversation between Jocelyn and Bas. âIâm sure Mr. Steele would like to check into Sadieâs Bed and Breakfast in time to take advantage of whatever sheâs fixed for lunch today. You know what a wonderful cook Sadie is, Jocelyn.â
If Jocelyn did know she wasnât saying, Bas noted as he took his seat next to her in front of Jason Kilgoreâs desk. Her mouth was set in a tight line and he could tell she wasnât happy with his presence. Furious would probably be a better word.
He continued to study her, her cute perky nose and beautifully shaped mouth. Heâd always been a sucker for a woman with sensuously curved lips. They were kissable lips, the kind that could easily mold to his.
âI was explaining to Jocelyn before you arrivedjust what your function will be for the next couple of months, Mr. Steele.â Jason Kilgore yanked Bas out of his reverie.
âAnd I was telling Jason that I thought Dad got you involved prematurely,â Jocelyn quickly interjected.
âDo you?â Bas asked, noting just how dark her irises were.
âYes. Dad taught me everything I know growing up and then he sent me to college to get a degree as a structural engineer. It was always meant for me to run the company.â
âAnd you think Iâm standing in the way of you doing that?â
âFor a short while, yes, and as I said, itâs all for nothing. When it comes