Seducing the Attorney (At First Sight Book 5) Read Free Page A

move yours now.” She rubbed her arm to erase the chill from being outside without a coat.
    As he left she breathed in relief to have a few moments free from his oppressive presence. She sat on the floor and opened the cloth book Jamie loved. “Cat.” She pointed to the picture. While repeating the word a second time she ran a finger under the letters.
    She heard the garage door close and stiffened. Jamie patted the book. She turned the page. “Dog.”
    “Dog,” Jamie repeated.
    Tony loomed over them. “Isn’t he a bit young for reading?”
    She glanced up and saw the bulge beneath his zipper. Is that all he ever thinks about ? “Jim and Carrie read to him every day. I’m following their routine.”
    “You’re joking. I can’t imagine my brother doing anything except patting the boy’s head the way our father did.”
    “His name is Jamie.” She turned her attention to her nephew and the book.
    Her words and Jamie’s continued. Tony slouched on the couch with his legs crossed at the ankles. Lauren knew he watched her with the intensity of a lion waiting to pounce. What was he planning? Nothing good.
    The mantle clock struck five times. Lauren rose and lifted Jamie. “Time for dinner, love. Ready to eat?”
    “Eat. Eat,” he chanted.
    “What about us?” Tony asked. “A bit early isn’t it?”
    Lauren shrugged. “I skipped lunch. You can go out. There are some good restaurants in town. For me, I’ll heat some chicken and barley soup my landlady sent and grill a chicken and cheese sandwich.”
    “I’ll join you. Since I’m staying for the weekend I’ll carry my things to the bedroom. Guess there’s only one bed.”
    Determined not to permit him to stir the embers of anger into flames, she drew a deep breath. “You’re right. I’ll change the sheets after I feed Jamie.”
    “Is there a reason? Evidence you want to hide?”
    She fastened Jamie in the high chair. “You’re sick.”
    “Ick. Ick,” Jamie chanted.
    “That too.” She kissed his forehead.
    Tony moved from the couch to a stool at the bar separating the kitchen from the rest of the main floor. She felt his stare as she moved. Great. Now she had a stalker.
    “I’ve a proposition.” Tony rested his elbows on the marble surface.
    She glanced at him and was nearly lured by his mesmerizing blue eyes. Then she recalled his nasty assumptions. “And that is?”
    “Move to the city. Stay at my apartment and be the child’s nanny.”
    She set a jar of baby food in the bubbling water. “And become your mistress?”
    “Sounds like a plan.”
    “Yours not mine. I have a life here.”
    “I’m sure you do. I can take you places you’ve never been. Why not accept my offer?”
    “And settle for being a nanny when I’m listed in the will as one of Jamie’s guardians?”
    “A position you’ll lose if we go to court.”
    “I’ve heard enough.” She pulled the jar from the pan and set it on the counter. She ran cold water over her stinging fingers. “Unless you plan to feed Jamie, I suggest you move. Better still. Take your car and return to the city.”
     
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    The chill in her voice puzzled Tony. He had proposed a plan to benefit them all. She wouldn’t need to ply her trade with anyone but him. The baby would have a nanny he liked.
    Tony retreated to the couch so he could watch her and the boy. There had to be a way to seduce her into his arms for the weekend. This thought raised expectations and part of him throbbed with energy.
    He drew a deep breath. Earlier his approach had been a bit crude unlike his usual smooth approach. Something about her raised an urgent need to possess. This evening he needed to slowly reel her in.
    Lauren finished feeding the child and handed him what looked like a hard biscuit. She returned to the small kitchen and ladled soup from a deep plastic bowl into a pan.
    “Are you eating here or going out?”
    “Here.” He said.
    She put two bowls, two plates and two mugs on the counter. After