I hated the way my eyes instinctively zoomed in on her as I entered the room. I felt like everyone noticed. She caught my gaze and gave a slight smile that sent adrenaline coursing through my body.
“Care to join us, Anderson?” Tobias said from the head of the table.
“Sorry,” I muttered. I closed the door and took a seat several chairs away from Joanna, ensuring others were between us so that I could attempt to stay focused.
“All right. Now that we’re all here, let’s get started,” Tobias said. “First though, I want you all to welcome the newest member to our team.” He motioned toward his sister, asking her to stand up.
She glanced around sheepishly for a second and then stood. Subconsciously, I leaned back in my seat to get a better view of her.
“Everyone, this is Joanna. Joanna, this is the team.”
“Hi Joanna,” people muttered and she waved to the room at large before retaking her seat.
“Now, let’s begin,” Tobias said.
Whatever he said after that was completely lost on me, I spent the rest of my time glancing in Joanna’s direction, at least until the coworker beside me gave a rather loud and fake-sounding cough, which I felt certain was aimed at me.
“Any questions?” Tobias asked at the meeting’s close. “Excellent. Well, I wish you all a productive remainder of your day. You’re dismissed.”
Chairs began to slide and shuffle across the wooden floor as fellow co-workers got up.
Keeping watch of Joanna in my periphery, I lingered behind, a shameful plot brewing in my head that I had no hope of stopping.
Tobias nodded goodbye to me on his way out the door and not before long, Joanna was about to follow him.
“Joanna,” I said. My heart pounded as she turned around and eyed me with those hypnotic gray eyes of hers. She raised her eyebrows, as if uncertain of what was about to transpire. I easily got the impression that she was still feeling leery around me due to the coffee spill from earlier, and I wanted nothing more than to put her at ease. She and I hadn’t gotten along well when she was a kid, but I desperately wanted to turn over a new leaf with her now…
“Yes?” she said, drawing attention to the fact that I had called her and then failed to say anything.
I cleared my throat. “Um,” I said, trying to think fast. “Are you busy right now?”
She shook her head. “No, I guess not.”
“Follow me to my office, please,” I said, trying to put some authority in my voice and sound more certain than I felt. “I have something I want you to take a look at, if it’s all right.”
“Sure,” she said, and then grinned. “I think this is a first. You actually want my opinion on something, Anderson?”
I smirked at the sound of her saying my name. “Well, times have changed. Besides, I need to see if you’re really up to the task of working here.”
Joanna laughed. “Challenge accepted. Lead the way.”
I held open the door for her, trying unsuccessfully to not let my eyes roam her body as she stepped in front of me to wait in the hallway.
“This way,” I said, taking the lead and listening to the rhythm of her heels clicking down the hall. When we reached my office, I held the door open for her once again, and then closed it behind us.
Suddenly feeling too warm, I fumbled with my necktie as I approached my desk. “You know the project your brother spoke of at the meeting?” I said.
“Yeah,” Joanna said with a nod. She brushed back a strand of hair that had come loose from her ponytail, and I suddenly got the overwhelming urge to touch her hair.
Pushing the thought away, I abruptly turned to my desk and started shuffling papers. “Well,” I said, stalling, “I was wondering if you could help us out with that. I mean, your brother has a lot of faith in you and all, and this could be a good starter project for you…”
My voice trailed off as she slowly crossed the room to approach my desk. The scent of her perfume drifted to my nose, making me inhale deeply as I glanced up at her again, startled to find her so close. She stared at my desk, at the papers I pretended to organize.
“What can I do for you?” she asked.
You have no idea, I thought. I took a deep breath. “How about looking over the numbers for me and making sure everything is order?”
She smirked, the sight of it so sexy that my mind was flooded with a million different indecent thoughts all at once.
“Numbers, you know that’s right up my alley,” she said. “Just show me what you need.”
I swallowed and glanced down at the papers on my desk, quickly fumbling to find the one in question. As luck would have it, it was toward the top of the pile. I laid it on the desk before Joanna. “This one right here,” I said.
She leaned over to take a closer look and my mind almost exploded. I took several steps back, feigning giving her space, but truthfully, wanting to get a better look at how her shirt hung as she leaned over, displaying the smooth skin of her bosom. I pressed my lips together, careful to not make a sound.
A long moment of silence spread over the room in which I was practically afraid to breathe.
Finally, Joanna looked up. “This is going to take a while.”
Before I could stop myself, before I could think better of what I was about to say, the words spilled out my mouth and there was no hope of taking them back. “How about we have dinner so that we can go over things in more detail?”
Joanna smiled. “Sure.”
CHAPTER 5
Joanna
Although I had been with Zander for a while, I still recognized the signs of another man’s interest, or at least I hoped I did. A part of me wanted to be cautious about thinking Anderson had actually asked me on a date, especially since our outing was supposed to be business related. On the other hand, I was pretty sure there had been something more to the way he had looked at me.
I’d known Anderson for a long time, and he had never once looked at me that way before. Just recalling it gave me butterflies.
Regardless, I kept reminding myself to not get my hopes up too high.
“Hey, Joanna!”
Tobias called me from downstairs while I was in my bedroom, stressing about what to wear, not knowing whether I should dress casually, in business attire, or as if this was a real date with a man I wanted to impress. I felt silly, but there was no denying that I wanted Anderson to just look at me as more than just Tobias’s kid sister…
Still dressed in the sweatpants and t-shirt that I’d thrown on after stepping out of the shower, I headed down the hall and peered over the balcony to where Tobias stood. “Yeah?” I said.
“What do you want for dinner? I was going to order takeout. Is that good with you?”
My throat suddenly felt too tight to speak. I hadn’t told Tobias that I was going out with Anderson. As I peered down at him, the awkwardness suddenly felt unbearable.
Sometimes, Tobias felt entirely too much like my father than my brother, and it was hard to talk about these kind of things with him. Something told me he wouldn’t approve of my attraction to Anderson. When I was a kid, I had never dared let a soul—especially not Tobias—know about the massive crush I’d harbored on Anderson. And as Tobias looked up at me in that moment, waiting for my answer, I felt like a sixteen-year-old with a secret all over again.
I scratched my nose and averted my gaze. “Um…don’t worry about me. I’m…I’m going out…”
“Oh yeah?” he asked, eyebrows raised. “Where?”
“Just some little restaurant. No big deal.”
“With who?”
“Anderson,” I said after a long pause. I looked down to my fingernails and started fidgeting with them.
“Anderson?” Tobias said, his voice full of confusion. I looked back at him, seeing that his head was tilted to the side. “Really? He didn’t say anything to me about that.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I guess it just slipped his mind. It’s nothing, really. Um…after the m
eeting, he asked me to look over some numbers with him. You know, about that project you were talking about at the meeting. It’s going to take a while to go over, so we decided to finish up over dinner.”
Tobias nodded his head. “Oh, all right. That makes sense,” he said. “It’s about time. I kept telling him to get a move on with that. I’m glad he finally listened. You see, I told you we needed you, Jo.”
I forced a laugh. “I see.”
“What time are you guys leaving?” Tobias checked his watch.
A slight panic came over me as I wondered if he was about to invite himself to come along. But before I could answer, his cell phone began ringing from somewhere in the dining room. “Never mind,” he said as he rushed off to answer it.
“Hey, Tobias, can I use one of your cars to meet him there?”
“Yeah,” Tobias called back before disappearing from view.
I breathed a sigh of relief and headed back to my room to finish dressing—hoping that I could make my escape before Tobias could ask any additional questions, and before he could see what I had finally decided to wear.
After much consideration, I decided to wear a slinky black dress that I usually reserved for special occasions. With everything I’d been going through with Zander, I’d hardly had an opportunity to wear it.
I slid into the dress, loving the way it hugged my curves, but also hoping it wouldn’t look like I was trying to catch Anderson’s eye. Before my doubts could become too loud, I slid on a pair of heels, added a long-hanging silver necklace, threw on a fresh coat of lipstick, and let my natural curls hang freely down my back.
Rushing out before Tobias could see how I was dressed, I took the keys to his Mercedes and headed out the door.
* * *
“Good evening, Joanna.”
I had just stepped inside the restaurant when I heard a smooth voice sounding from behind me. I turned around and spotted Anderson, looking so handsome he almost took my breath away.
“Hi, Anderson,” I muttered, trying to keep my voice steady.
He smiled and I felt my heart flutter. “The table is ready,” he said, offering me his arm. I stepped forward to loop my arm through his, and let him lead me to our table, where he pulled out my seat and then took his seat across from me.
“So, how’s your day been going so far?” he asked. “You know, since I last saw you at the office and you ruined my suit?”
“I’m so sorry about that,” I said, feeling my face flush.
He laughed. “I’m just messing with you.”
“Like old time’s sake, huh?” I said, chuckling.
“Of course,” he said with a wink. He paused for a moment. “So, does your brother know where you are?”
I nodded. “Yeah. I told him we were having dinner to go over the numbers some more…” My voice faltered at the way Anderson’s eyes roamed over my dress. I knew he had to be wondering how Tobias had fallen for such an excuse considering what I had decided to wear.
“Right,” he said. “How about we eat first before getting into that?”
“Sure,” I said.
Anderson waved his hand, and a waitress approached us, delivering menus. Moments later, I decided on getting a grilled chicken Caesar salad, while Anderson settled on steak and potatoes.
“What’s been going on with you, Joanna?” he asked after we had placed our orders.
“A lot,” I said with a sigh. In the moment, it occurred to me that I had no desire to fill him in on the things I’d been forced to endure at the hands of Zander. “I was living in Miami for a while,” I said, figuring it was best to keep it simple.
“And you traded in Miami for cold Chicago winters?”
I smiled. “Hey, I’m not scared of Chicago winters. I am from here, you know.”
Anderson laughed. “So, what were you doing out there in Miami?”
“Working in Finance and…just hanging out.”
Anderson reached for his cup of water, and once again, I felt his eyes roaming over me. “Well, from what I can tell, the years have certainly been good to you,” he said.
I smirked. “I can say the same for you. The years have certainly made you a lot nicer, that’s for sure.”
Anderson gave a hearty laugh, and I couldn’t help smiling at the sound.
“Now, what makes you say that? Was I really that bad?” he asked.
I placed my finger on my chin as if deep in thought. “Well, maybe not to everyone, but you certainly were to me.”
“Aww, come on!”
“Toothpick, munchkin, bonehead…” I said. “Those are just a few of the names I remember you calling me. I’m sure there were others that I’m forgetting.”
Anderson placed a hand on his chest, feigning being hurt. “You know those were all said out of affection, my love.”
“Sure,” I said, ignoring the way my face flushed again at the sound of him referring to me as ‘my love.’ I reached for my glass of water and took a sip.
“And you have to admit,” he added, “you were a little obnoxious back then.”
“Was I?” I said. “Well, maybe there was a reason for that.”
“A reason like what?”
Me having a crush on you, I thought, but didn’t dare say, regardless of the way his eyes bore into mine, challenging me to answer. Luckily the waitress returned with our food, sparing me from responding.
“This looks delicious,” I said, desperate to change the subject. I could feel the flirtatious vibes coming from Anderson, and quite suddenly, I wasn’t sure how to feel about it. There was no doubt that I was still immensely attracted to him, but I was uncertain of how he truly felt about me. I couldn’t tell whether his flirtation was genuine or if he had picked up on the crush I had on him and simply wanted to humor me.
I also knew there was a chance that Tobias had told him to be nice, for it was precisely the kind of thing my brother would do.
And then there was Anderson’s playboy ways to consider…
Even when I was in high school, I remembered how he and Tobias used to regularly talk about girls. If memory served me correctly, Anderson always had a revolving door of women, with girls regularly flocking to his side.
Yet as the sister of his best friend, something told me he wouldn’t really put me in that category. His friendship with Tobias went too far back for him to risk it by playing games with me.
“What are you thinking?” Anderson abruptly asked.
I realized he had been watching me, noticing that I hadn’t even touched my salad yet.
I shook my head. “Nothing,” I said, and then picked up my fork to eat a bite. “Anyway, enough about me. What’s been going on with you over these years?”
“Just working with your brother,” he said.
“What about outside of work? Anyone…um…special in your life?”
He stared down at his steak as he cut it into strips. “No one worth bragging about…yet.” He then looked up at me with hunger in his eyes that had nothing to do with the food in front of him. My entire body wanted to quiver from head to toe. Something stirred low in my belly and my breath hitched in my throat.
“A handsome guy like you, with no one special? That’s hard to imagine,” I said, staring down into my salad.
Anderson was quiet for so long, I eventually looked up.
“You think I’m handsome, huh?” he said, and then laughed.
“Conceited too, I see,” I said, jokingly.
“What are you doing for the rest of the night, Joanna?” he suddenly asked, leaning in.
I shrugged my shoulders. “Nothing. I mean, with the exception of going over those numbers with you after dinner.”
Anderson looked back down to his plate. “Yeah…the numbers.” He took a bite of his steak and chewed slowly. He glanced around the restaurant. “I don’t think this is the right environment for that. How about we go back to my place after this? We can check them out there, if it’s all right.”
I swallowed anothe
r bite of my salad and stared across from Anderson, feeling far too aware of how much I wanted him. With the way I felt, I knew going back to his place was a dangerous prospect because I didn’t want to be so bold on the first date.
But it felt so tempting…
But I’ve known him since I was a kid. And there’s no need to jump ahead of myself. Maybe he really does just want me to check over the numbers, I thought.
I took a deep breath. “Yes, that’s fine,” I said, noting the smirk he was trying unsuccessfully to conceal. It was just like the smirk I was trying to keep off my own face.
CHAPTER 6
Joanna
Okay, I can do this. We’re just going to look over the numbers, I thought as I followed Anderson’s car through the late evening traffic.
My heart was beating too fast for my liking, but I couldn’t calm down when my mind revisited the moments during the rest of the dinner over and over again. There was definitely something more to his flirtations, something that brought heat to my insides. I hadn’t imagined all those heated glances he threw at me or the moments of intense silence as we looked at each other over the table.
I had no idea what was going to take place tonight, but I knew there was no resisting him if he decided to make advances on me. I squirmed on my seat, satisfied with my choice of lingerie. I was wearing a black lace bra and a thong that could only drive him crazy if he were to undress me. I squirmed again, craving for that to happen and much more.
Anderson lived in the rich part of the city, which consisted of luxurious buildings I could only afford to dream about. He proceeded to an underground parking garage, and I followed, my breathing slightly increasing.
I had forgotten what it was like to feel like this. After all that time with Zander, I forgot this anticipation—this thrill that came from not knowing what was going to happen next. Anderson’s mere proximity messed with my mind, and I wanted to see where this night would lead.
“I didn’t tell you, but you look amazing in that dress,” he told me with a smirk on his face on our way to the elevator.
Baby Makes Three: A Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby Romance Page 3