Brina smiled at that line too. But it made sense. They had not been formally introduced. “My name is Sabrina Hawkins. My friends call me Brina, or just Breen.”
“You like those nicknames?”
“Not particularly no. Especially not Breen. Ugh. But like Tex said what can you do, right?”
Ronny stared at her. Tex was certainly closer to her age than he was. Was she interested in his bodyguard? “You’ve met Tex.”
“Yes sir.”He was in the car with us, remember? she wanted to add.
“What do you think of him?”
“What do I think of him?”
He wasn’t repeating himself.
“I think he’s . . . okay. Like I said, I just met him.”
“You find him attractive?”
Brina hesitated. What was he getting at now? “Attractive sir?”
“Yes.”
She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. I never thought about it.”
Ronny looked her dead in her eyes. “Do you find me attractive?”
Brina found his look laced with so much sex appeal that she wondered if she had given her inner thoughts away. But how could she go there with her own boss? How could she face him after such an admission? “I never thought about it,” she lied and said.
Ronny was disappointed by her response. He took her to be more open and honest than that. But it wasn’t exactly a fair question. He was accustomed to women who threw themselves at him. They wanted him to know they had the hots for him (or at least for his wallet) if it was the last thing they did. The fact that she wasn’t playing that game was still something he was wrapping his head around. It didn’t mean she wasn’t playing a game, but it did mean she wasn’t playingthatgame.
“What about your family?” he decided to ask her. “Do you live around here?”
“Here in Windale?” Was he insane? “No sir. I live in Eugene.”
“Married?With children?”
Fine time to ask if she was married after asking if she found him and his bodyguard attractive. “No sir. I’m not married.”
“Ever been?”
“No.”
“Didn’t want kids?”
“Yes, very much so. Still do.”
“So what are you waiting for? You’re what? Thirty? Thirty-one?”
“Thirty-two.”
“So why no kids yet?” Not that he was in favor of any such thing. He was not. But he was damn curious.
Brina found his curiosity damn intrusive, and she knew she could just tell him to mind his own business. Or something to that effect without offending him. But oddly enough, she didn’t mind telling him. “I haven’t found my person yet. I’m waiting until I’m married. Until I have the right partner.”
Another first for him: a woman willing to wait. And he liked the way she referred to the right one asher person. “What about your parents? Your siblings?”
“Everybody in my family died in a fire.”