No! Her eyes widened. Fear hed find out her secret made her reply more sharply than shed intended. No, Im fine. Really. I must have eaten something that didnt agree with my stomach. Beads of perspiration sprang up on her brow. If only hed back off and leave her to handle her problem on her own.
Jackson pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. I think you should see the EMT. He glanced behind her.
Afraid hed wave down one of the emergency responders, Ysabel straightened, pulling her hands out of his and swallowing the bile rising in her throat. No, really. She smoothed her hands down her skirt and forced a smile. See? Im better already.
His frown deepened as though he didnt believe her for a minute. Then he shrugged. Okay, then lets get out of here.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, that smell! A gentle gust of coastal wind pushed the horrible smell across Ysabels nostrils and she was a goner.
Her stomach upended, regurgitated pizza and apple juice launching from her insides. Poor, unsuspecting Jackson, who still stood directly in front of her, didnt have a chance.
She emptied the contents of her miserable gut on his trouser legs and shoes.
Jackson yelped and jumped back, but not soon enough to avoid her unplanned aim.
Unable to stop, Ysabel retched and retched, tears squeezing from between her tightly shut eyelids.
Then she felt hands pulling her hair back behind her head and warm fingers holding her shoulders. The same hands that had stroked every inch of her body with such smooth sensuality, now held her gently, providing support and comfort.
Jacksons tenderness did nothing to stem the flow of tears coursing down her face. If anything it only made them worse.
When her stomach let up, she was able to ease to an upright position. Embarrassed and certain she was an undignified disaster, Ysabel turned her back to Jackson. Leave me alone, she moaned.
I cant. He turned her toward him and patted her face with a clean cotton handkerchief, drying her tears and mopping up what he could of her gastronomic pyrotechnics.
Im sorry. I guess the smell got to me.
He smiled and smoothed her hair back from her face. It happens to the best of us.
But not to me. Ysabel grabbed his wrist and relieved him of the scrap of cloth, her lips pressing into a tight line. She couldnt take much more of his concern. Not when she had to get away from him and Champion Shipping forever. Not when her heart was shattering into a billion pieces.
What a dope. How could she be so stupid to fall so completely in love with her boss?
Chapter Three
Jackson insisted on driving Ysabels compact red car with its sparkling set of rosary beads dangling from the rearview mirror, folding his six-foot-two-inch frame behind the drivers wheel. After tossing her cookies at the container yard, Ysabel was too shaky and weak to maneuver Houston trafficor so Jackson reasoned after wrestling the keys from her stubborn, unwilling hands.
Truth was, his own hands were shaking and he wasnt feeling so steady. Not that hed ever admit it. The great Jackson Champion had narrowly missed being blown up and faced the possibility of going to jail all upon return from a two-month sabbatical from his home in Houston. But what had him confused and shaking inside was Ysabel being so violently ill.
Ysabel, the one constant in his life. The person hed come to depend on for just about everything. The woman hed betrayed by taking her to his bed in a fit of rebound sex.
His hands gripped the wheel so tightly that his knuckles whitened. Late at night the traffic in Houston was almost tolerable. He didnt have to sit in jammed lines of vehicles and pray his car didnt overheat in the unrelenting Texas sun.
I thought we were going back to the office. Ysabel sat beside him, her normal color almost returned to her face, back in professional mode and ready to take on any challenge. She was amazing.
And that was the problem. She didnt know when to take time out for herself. Shed let him drive her into the dirt before she cried uncle. His lips pressed together. Wasnt it time to take others into consideration for once? Had he been that incredibly selfish? Im taking you back to my place.
No!
Her sharp reply made him risk a glance her way. In the light from the dash, her eyes rounded and she gripped her purse like the rail on the edge of a sheer drop-off. Was she scared of him?
The muscles in his chest pulled tight, especially the big one conducting blood through his system. Hed done that. Made her afraid of him, but that didnt change the fact shed thrown up in the container yard and that he didnt think she should be left alone. Youre not well.
Now that my stomach is empty, I feel just fine. Lets get to the office and pull up that information you wanted. I cantdont want to go to your place Her voice trailed off and she chewed on her lip.
Jacksons teeth ground together. She didnt trust him to keep his hands to himself. He couldnt blame her. After all, hed taken advantage of her giving nature two months ago and taken her to his bed. He shouldnt expect her to warm to the idea of being alone with him in the place hed slept with her.
It had all unraveled because of his stupid, selfish attitude. So his ego had taken a hit after being jilted by his fiancée. Hed had no right to demand Ysabel meet him at his place after office hours. Hed been so obsessed with finding out why hed been summarily dismissed by Jenna without so much as an explanation. It completely set him aback. Why would any woman walk away from marriage to a billionaire?
Ysabel tried to make him see that he hadnt been marrying for the right reasons. Love had never entered the equation with Jenna. Hed decided he needed a wife and Jenna had seemed to fit the bill.
Ysabel had argued that good breeding stock, with connections in the corporate world wasnt enough to base a marriage on.
Hed countered that he didnt want children nor the messiness and entanglement of love. No one ever won when love was involved. All he wanted was a wife to grace his dinner table when he entertained his important guests.
Ysabel had been equally passionate that love and family meant everything and that he should be glad Jenna called it off before Jackson had made the biggest mistake of his life.
Ysabels green eyes had flashed with her zeal. Having called her to his condo late at night, shed come immediately, dressed in a jean skirt and a skimpy camisole.
For the first time in their five-year relationship as employee and boss, Jackson saw past the professional facade she donned every day, and he was shocked. Shocked and completely and irrevocably turned on. Ysabel wasnt the sensible, icy exec hed thought she was. She was fiery and sassy, strong and determined.
Thats when hed kissed her. The kiss led to more until he woke up the next morning with her lying next to him in his bed.
Hed come awake staring down at her, thinking how right she looked with her light brown hair splayed across his pillow, and how he could get used to having her wake up next to him every day of his life.
Then reality hit him like a rockslide. Hed steered clear of relationships for a reason. They never worked. Divorce happened and kids were abandoned and grew up in broken homes or foster homes. Like him.