Chapter 27

“That, too,” he said without looking away. “That dress was made for dancing. Are you going to show off some of your moves?”

She stopped, a faint stain rising in her cheeks. “Oh, not without music. And a few drinks.”

“I can fix that,” Gideon offered, jerking a thumb back toward his office.

Emma laughed. “I think you’ve even got Jimmy Hoffa in there.” Her attention returned to Jesse, and she caught her lower lip between her teeth for a moment before adding, “Why don’t you come with us? You can see how much a fool I make of myself live and in person then.”

A night in Ethan’s company, even if it meant spending time with Emma, was not his idea of a good time. He’d probably punch the other man in the face, for one thing. Gideon would approve, no doubt, but Jesse knew he shouldn’t put himself in the path of temptation.

“I can’t tonight,” he said with genuine regret. “We don’t really have the time to spare.”

“White might be too young for him,” Ethan said.