"I like wine. I make it a point to know what I like. "
She sat back when he motioned the waiter over. Once they'd ordered, she angled her head. "What are we doing here, Logan?"
"Speaking for myself, I'm going to have a really fine catfish dinner and a glass of good wine. "
"We've had some conversations, mostly business-oriented. "
"We've had some conversations, and some arguments," he corrected.
"True. We had an outing, an enjoyable one, which ended on a surprisingly personal note. "
"I do like listening to you talk sometimes, Red. It's almost like listening to a foreign language. Are you laying all those things down like pavers, trying to make some sort of path from one point to the next?"
"Maybe. The fact is, I'm sitting here with you, on a date. That wasn't my intention twenty-four hours ago. We've got a working relationship. "
"Uh-huh. And speaking of that, I still find your system mostly annoying. "
"Big surprise. And speaking of that, you neglected to put that invoice on my desk this afternoon. "
"Did I?" He moved a shoulder. "I've got it somewhere. "
"My point is - "
She broke off when the waiter brought the wine to the table, turned the label toward Logan.
"That's the one. Let the lady taste it. "
She bided her time, then picked up the glass holding the testing sip. She sampled, lifted her eyebrows. "It's very good . . . has a nice finish. "
Logan grinned. "Then let's get started on it. "
"The point I was trying to make," she began again, "is that while it's smart and beneficial all around for you and me to develop a friendly relationship, it's probably not either for us to take it to any other level. "
"Uh-huh. " He sampled the wine himself, kept watching her with those big-cat eyes. "You think I'm not going to kiss you again because it might not be smart or beneficial?"
"I'm in a new place, with a new job. I've taken my kids to a new place. They're first with me. "
"I expect they would be. But I don't expect this is your first dinner with a man since you lost your husband. "
"I'm careful. "
"I never would've guessed. How'd he die?"
"Plane crash. Commuter plane. He was on his way back from a business trip. I had the TV on, and there was a bulletin. They didn't give any names, but I knew it was Kevin's plane. I knew he was gone before they came to tell me. "
"You know what you were wearing when you heard the bulletin, what you were doing, where you were standing. " His voice was quiet, his eyes were direct. "You know every detail about that day. "
"Why do you say that?"
"Because it was the worst day of your life. You'll be hazy on the day before, the day after, but you'll never forget a single detail of that day. "
"You're right. " And his intuition surprised her, touched her. "Have you lost someone?"
"No, not like what you mean, or how you mean. But a woman like you? She doesn't get married, stay married, unless the man's at the center of her life. Something yanks that center out of you, you never forget. "
"No, I won't. " It was carved into her heart. "That's the most insightful and accurate, and comforting expression of sympathy anyone's given me. I hope I don't insult you by saying it comes as a surprise. "
"I don't insult that easy. You lost their father, but you've built a life - looks like a good one - for your kids. That takes work. You're not the first woman I've been interested in who's had children. I respect motherhood, and its priorities. Doesn't stop me from looking across this table and wondering when I'm going to get you naked. "