Dec couldn’t relax. All he could do was stare at Cari and wonder why he hadn’t seen this side of her eighteen months ago. There was a confidence in her that had been lacking before. Now she flirted and leaned in to make a point, whereas before she’d let him take the lead and set the pace.
A part of him acknowledged that if she’d been like this in the hotel in Atlanta, he would have had a harder time leaving her.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked.
“You’re a beautiful woman…you must be used to men staring,” he said.
She shook her head and looked away from him. “Not for a while. I’ve been busy.”
“Busy at work?” he asked. Given the state that Infinity Games was in, he highly doubted it.
“Not just work. My life is crazy right now,” she said.
“What do you do outside of work? Charities?” he asked. It was what his mother had busied her time with and what his grandmother had, as well.
“You sound a bit disdainful,” she said. “There is nothing wrong with charity work.”
“I know. But the women I knew who spent all their time volunteering rarely had time for their families.”
“Ah, your mom?”
“Mother,” he said. “She didn’t like the informal mom.’’
“Really? I don’t know much about your past,” she said.
“Why would you?”
“We’re mortal enemies. I have done a few Google searches on you,” she said with a sparkle in her eye. She took another sip of the water she’d ordered with her main course and smiled over at him. “But the internet was mainly just business-related articles, so tell me more, Dec. Let me know what your kryptonite is.”
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