on her attraction. A transient who fancied himself a singer and was sleeping in a dressing room? Yeah, no.
J.C. grinned. “Fair warning—I’m going to change your mind.”
The face…the eyes…the smile…the voice…She was doomed. Doomed. “Don’t bother. Really.”
“It’s no bother. Really.”
Ignoring the little quivers his voice caused, Lia waved at the computer. “Will you please finish with whatever you’re doing?”
“Yes, ma’am.” He lifted her hard drive and set it in his computer.
She saw where he was going. Good idea. Lia hoped it worked. “Have you switched hard drives like that before?”
“Nope.”
She couldn’t watch. But she did. “How do you know about computers?”
“Since I spend a lot of time on the road, I’ve had to learn because there isn’t time to leave my laptop at a repair place.”
“Are you some sort of salesman?” she asked.
He stopped working with the tiny screws as he considered the question. “I suppose I am.”
If he had to sleep in dressing rooms, he must not be a very good salesman, she thought.
After J.C. finished installing the hard drive, he said, “Cross your fingers,” and booted up his computer.
Lia waited, hardly daring to breathe. And there it was—the soul and brains of her computer in J.C.’s body. Computer body—case. Whatever.
He gestured to the keyboard and she opened the connection to Zhin.
“Everything is there!” Lia went dizzy with relief. She immediately chimed Zhin and e-mailed her.
Whoo hoo, came right back and an answering chime sounded as Zhin accessed the network and the orders. Lia stared at the icon indicating Zhin was on the network until it sounded a tone and blinked off.
She leaned over the keyboard and typed, Got everything?
Yes.
Her knees actually went weak. “It worked. You actually made it work,” Lia said to J.C. as she typed her goodbyes to Zhin.
At his silence, she became aware that her breasts were just inches away from his face.
She pretended that she was not aware that her breasts were just inches away from his face and logged off the network.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She straightened. “I’m so relieved and so grateful I could just—”
“Kiss me?”
The words hung in the air. “I was going to say burst.”
“Let’s go with the kiss.”
Before Lia could protest, J.C. hooked his arm around her waist and tugged her into his lap, using a neat maneuver with the chair to buckle her knees.
Scooping her hair away from her nape, he cradled her head with one hand and pulled her against him with the other.
And then he kissed her.
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