Читать книгу Shadows At Sunset - Anne Stuart - Страница 2

Jilly opened her eyes and blinked, startled by the dimness of the room. It was late, the sky outside the broad expanse of windows was settling into an early autumn night, and the man watching her was blocking the door, consumed in shadows.

The hushed activity of Meyer Enterprises had stilled. It was very late, and she was alone with a stranger. If she had any sense at all she’d be scared to death.

“Are you going to hover there?” she asked in a tart voice, forcing herself to take her time in getting off the sofa.

He flicked on the light, and she blinked, momentarily disoriented after the shadowy dimness of the room. “I’m sorry I kept you so long.”

“I wasn’t waiting to see you. I don’t even know who you are. I was waiting to see Jackson.”

He stepped into the room, and his smile was deprecating, charming and completely false. “Your father asked me to handle it, Jillian. I’m—”

“Coltrane,” she supplied flatly. “I should have guessed.”

“Why?”

“My brother told me all about you.”

“Nothing flattering, I’m sure,” he said lightly.