There was no chance of anything more than another brief encounter with him. He hadn't tried to reach her for so long. And now here he was, was being an asshole. Acting like he owned her. She had to stop this and do the walking away herself. Before she gave her heart and soul to him again. Jensen Packard was never going to change."Is there a reason why you are mad at me right now?" he asked.She stared at him like she couldn't believe he had just asked her that. "Screw you, Jensen" she said. "Get out of my way".She tried to move past him, but he stayed right where he, blocking her escape. She looked up at him and he grinned.He leaned towards her and said softly. "You know I'm getting a lot of mixed signals from you, Kitty Kat. It's really confusing" he murmured. "First of all you tell me to leave you alone, and when I do you get so upset. Why is that? I really want to know."His words jolted her i

One week later, Jensen pulled into her driveway as she was walking back with Tim from Claire's house. Claire's boys and Tim had had a play date. Tim immediately went bug eyed when he saw Rufus.“Maybe i can see the dog, Mom,” Tim said excitedly, and slid a look at Jensen's car. Uh-oh. Had they been conspiring over a way for Tim to play with Rufus? She wondered. She wouldn’t put it past them. Tim and Jensen seemed to be getting closer. She wasn't too surprised when she walked into the living room one afternoon and Tim was on her phone with Jensen. He had picked the call when he saw the caller ID and saw Jensen's name.So she made a noncommittal noise. “Come on, Tim, let’s get inside,” she urged, but Tim was still staring when Jensen got out of his car. So was she, but for a completely different reason. Watching him unfold his long frame made her pulse flutter.Goodness. She swallowed. “Tim,” she said in her best warning tone, then wo

"Rufus, come on boy" Jensen whistled for the dog. After a moment it came bounding back, stick in it's mouth. It panted, eyes expectant, waiting for him to throw."You think I've got nothing more to do, don't you?" he asked, as he ran his hands through the hair on the dogs neck. His mind drifted. He was supposed to be at Katherine's house soon.The dog barked at him."Sorry. I forgot" he said. "You've got your priorities, too, haven't you?" He flung the stick and grinned as the dog chased after it.He remembered his conversation with his friend, Matthew at his house earlier that day.“She said it wasn’t a date? Interesting,” Bonnie had said, and exchanged a glance with her husband, Matthew.Jensen looked up at his friend’s wife—and then back at Matthew—sharply. “Why do you say that?” he asked.“Because if she has to frame it as a non date, she was thinking of it as a

Laughter—and a friendly bark—erupted from the living room, and she dried her hands on a towel before she went back out to see what was going on. She had to pause when she caught sight of them. Tim was on top of Jensen, laughing. and Jensen was laughing along with him. Rufus was in there, too, tongue lolling and tail going a mile a minute. Lego towers had collapsed and scattered—maybe due to the tail—and she thought there was a block under Jensen's hip, but he never let on. Tim laughed gleefully, full on belly laughs that made her smile even as her heart stuttered. She made herself walk in there, and hoped her pounding heart wasn’t obvious to Jensen. “Wow, Tim, what are you doing to Jensen?” she teased, and he caught her eye with a wink. Her mouth actually went dry. If a man playing with her kid could make her all mushy inside—and it wasn’t as if there weren't other pe

Katherine stared at him. "You want to help me bake?" she asked.Slowly, one sleek eyebrow spiked. "You think I don’t know my way around a mixer and batter?"Katherine laughed. "I’m sure you do." She shoved it towards him. "Have at it."He frowned. "Actually when I asked if you needed help, I meant do you have any already baked ones you needed help eating... Now that, I can help with".Katherine couldn't help a smile. "Come in here" she said as she took off her apron and began to walk to her office. She felt his intense gaze singe her back as she walked away. He followed.Jensen watched Katherine move, the sway of her hips so damn attractive, her long, shapely legs extending in that way that only models and trained dancers could execute without appearing pretentious or awkward. Her small heels were a shiny rose gold colour that drew attention to her delicate ankles.He wanted to grip