“You can’t leave,” Maddy said quickly.
Nicole placed her hand on Maddy’s arm to caution her. “We’re scaring her. Julia, if this is your first experience with Maddy, let me just assure you that she is as harmless as she is crazy. The first ride I took in her limo ended with me delivering her baby. This can’t be worse than that.”
“I’m not scared,” Julia lied. “You ladies seem wonderful, but I can’t stay.” She bumped into the butler as she backed up and almost fell, but he caught her and set her back on her feet. “I have to—”
“Aren’t you curious why I brought you here?” Maddy asked.
Shaking her head, Julia stepped around the butler. “I’m really not a curious person in general. Really, most of the world is a mystery to me and I’m fine with that.”
“She’s funny,” Nicole said with a growing smile. “I like her.”
“I know, right?” Maddy said in agreement. She beat Julia to the door, blocking her exit. “Just hear us out.”
With her escape effectively blocked by a pregnant woman, Julia braced herself. Money makes people weird. Just smile. Agree. Eventually she’ll step away from the door . . . then bolt. “Okay.”
“Would you like to come in and sit?”
Julia shrugged with what she hoped looked like confidence. “I’m fine here in the hall.”
Her sweet smile returning, Maddy said, “Family is everything to me.”
Okay, so crazy lady and I can agree on one point. Julia merely nodded.
“We almost lost Stephan this past summer, and it made us realize how short and fragile life can be. Stephan and I reached out to Gio and his brothers with the idea of mending ties with them. I didn’t know until I met Gio that he was so angry with us. He said he wants nothing to do with us.”
Nicole added drolly, “Some people would have taken that as a sign to leave him alone, but Maddy can’t stand anyone being upset with her.”
“It’s not that, Nicole. He doesn’t hate us. He’s hurting.” She looked across at Julia and said, “Sometimes the right woman can crack a man’s heart wide open and bring him back from a dark place.”
Julia leaned back against the wall in surprise. “You think I’m that woman? I barely know him. You misunderstood what you saw.” The disappointment in Maddy’s eyes was so genuine that Julia felt for her, despite the odd situation. “Instead of trying to set him up with someone, maybe you should kidnap him.”
“Did I totally misread what I saw?” Tears came to Maddy’s eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m so emotional lately.” She laughed. “No wonder you think I’m crazy. Looking at the last hour through your eyes I can see why you’d be eager to get away from us. I just got so excited by the possibility. I can’t help thinking that if he falls in love with someone nice he’ll find his way back to us. When I saw the way he was looking down at you when I walked in, I thought . . . I don’t know what I was thinking. Are you sure there is nothing between you?”
Against all common sense, Julia admitted, “He did ask me to go to the wedding.”
Nicole exclaimed, “He did?”
Maddy’s whole expression changed instantly and her smile returned. “I knew it. I knew he was into you.”
“I turned him down.”
Maddy clapped her hands together. “You are perfect.” She turned to Nicole, beaming. “Come on, admit it. She is.”
Nicole looked Julia over again and said, “It’s a long shot. Even if they fall in love it doesn’t mean you’ll reach him. Not every story has a happy ending, Maddy. What if this doesn’t work out and you end up making things worse?”
Maddy threw up her hands in the air and walked over to Nicole. “When are you going to trust me? I never fail.”
Seizing the opportunity Maddy presented by moving away from the door, Julia threw it open and bolted down the stairs. She didn’t stop until she was out the front entrance and a block away.
She hunched over, hands on her thighs, and tried to catch her breath.
New York, you are one strange city.
You’re not scaring me off, but let’s be honest: You could use a little therapy.
She stepped out into the street to hail a cab, then realized she didn’t have her purse with her and swore.
Great.
Just great.
My money is in my purse. My cell phone. My keys.
And I left it . . . yep, in Gio Andrade’s office.
Only . . . she checked the street signs . . . fifteen blocks away.
Just perfect.
Chapter Eight
His breath caught in his throat when he heard someone enter the outer office. He stood, then sat, then stood again and crossed the room decisively. Their eyes met and held with a heat he no longer tried to deny. “You left your purse,” he said in a harsher tone than he’d intended.
She looked flustered, windblown, and utterly irresistible. “I realized that about fifteen blocks from here.”
He took a step toward her, then stopped. The desire to continue toward her and pull her into his arms was strong, but he didn’t want her to bolt again. “You could have called me. I would have sent a driver to pick you up.”
She gave him a small, pained smile. “It’s okay, it gave me time to think. Plus, I don’t know your number. I don’t know you at all.”
He moved closer but stopped when she stepped back. “I intend to change that.”
She shook her head. “No.” She looked around the room until she saw her purse, then crossed the room to pick it up. When she met his eyes again, a new emotion darkened her expression.
He walked over and stood near her, so close their breath mingled and he could feel the heat rising from her skin. “Because if you sleep with me once, you’ll sleep with me twice?”
Her cheeks turned a delicious shade of pink. “I can’t believe I said that. Sometimes I speak before I think.”
“I appreciated your directness.” He reached out and tucked a loose tendril behind her ear. “What do you want, Julia? What did you come to New York for? I can get it for you.”
She pulled her head away from his touch. “I don’t want anything from you.”
“Everyone wants something.” I want to fuck you, Julia. Again and again until I get you out of my head. He pulled her to him and closed his mouth over hers. She met his mouth hungrily. He claimed her tongue with his own and reveled in her responsiveness. Where he led, she eagerly followed. Picking her up, he carried her over to his desk, pushing everything impatiently aside before sitting her on it so he could free his hands for more important things.
He told himself to go slowly, but the desire that burned in her blue eyes was his undoing. He needed to see her. To taste her. Without taking his eyes from hers, he tore the front of her shirt open, sending buttons flying. Her mouth dropped opened in an audible sigh and he was lost.