on't date；〃 she chided。
〃Ah；〃 he drawled。 〃That's right。 I forgot。 He's asked you out； though；
hasn't he？〃
Anne saw no point in denying it。 〃Several times。 I'm not interested in
dating him； though。 That dinner was a group get…together。〃 When she saw
him relax； she made her move。 〃What about your date that night…excuse
me； your panion？〃 Jealousy was a tough thing to hide。
Mitch played it up with a knowing grin。 〃What about her？〃
〃Who is she？〃
〃Her name's Liz。〃
〃Do you see her often？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Oh。〃
〃Aren't you glad you asked？〃
〃Not particularly。〃 She pried herself away from him and slid to the far
end of the sofa。 He didn't seem bothered； simply lifted her feet to his
thighs。 He slide a lazy hand under the wool of her slacks to massage her
calf。 It felt too good for Anne to object。
〃Jealous？〃 he asked。
〃Yes。〃
〃That's good。〃 He was grinning more broadly than before。
Anne scowled。 〃You're an arrogant brute；〃 she began and turned the
discussion around。 〃So tell me what you do。 You must have some line of
work。 Is it in the city？〃
He answered her calmly and clearly。 〃My corporation has headquarters in
the city； but we operate all over the country。〃
〃Your corporation？〃
Strangely； where it might have been appropriate； the arrogance vanished。
〃I head a corporation。 Does that bother you？〃
With a sudden； irrational anger； she asked； 〃Why would it bother me？
It has nothing to do with me。〃
He leaned forward and pulled her again to his side。 〃All I meant；〃 he
said； teasing； 〃was that…well； to be perfectly honest； I've been told I
make a good catch。 Being the