“This isn’t a police matter.”
“No, it’s not.”
“And it wouldn’t go any further than the two of us?”
“Are you
nuts
? You think I want every associate in the firm thinking I’m a pushover for a pair of floppy ears and a wagging tail?”
His face relaxed into a grin at her outrage. “I guess that wouldn’t do the image any good, would it?”
“Damn straight.” Pandora shuddered. “No matter how civilized we get, it’s still tough for a woman to get past the breasts thing and be accepted for her brains not her bra size.”
Annoyed at herself, she realized she was watching his gaze drift to her breasts. And rather enjoying it.
“We’re getting off topic.”
Or at least I am
. She shifted in the seat. “Will you help me?”
Silence fell for a few moments as he took a turn staring out of the window, thinking. She mentally crossed her fingers and waited patiently, saying nothing, just hoping he’d be curious enough to do as she asked.
Then he made a slight sound and reached for the ignition. “Fasten your seat belt.”