“Is that what she’d like to do and Kensington is taking your beating for you?”
Rob shrugged. “We’ll edit this. She’s acting out of character.”
“Or maybe not. I think you’ve done something to piss her off.”
JP eyeballed him, making Rob feel like he should open his mouth and spill everything that had happened between he and Jane. Not that he would.
“Want to tell me what’s going on?”
“Nothing,” Rob denied, hoping JP would drop the subject.
Instead, JP dropped into the empty chair next to him.
“I saw the kiss in the garden. You forgot to delete the footage from camera fourteen.”
Damn. How could he have missed one of the cameras?
Maybe because he’d been in a rush to get them deleted.
Or had been until he’d caught himself watching the man and woman on his computer screen with an ache in his chest--not to mention the one in his pants.
Kissing Jane in reality had made his dreams pale in comparison.
“I know you want her, but you’ve got to stay the hell away. Convince her she’s not your type.” JP wagged his finger at Rob. “Our show’s star isn’t available as another notch for your bedpost.”
“Don’t you think I know that?” he growled, frustration, regret, and longing swirling within him like leaves caught in a whirlwind. “Besides, if you watched the footage from this morning, you know I took measures to put an end to whatever is between Jane and I.”
“Just what is between you two?”
Rob didn’t meet JP’s eyes, as he muttered, “Nothing.”
“Just look at what nothing has done.” JP gestured to the screen where Kensington had called it quits, threw down his boxing gloves, and walked away before he lost his temper at Jane’s taunts.
The guy had been holding back, letting Jane take her frustrations out on him, and JP was right. Rob was to blame.
He gritted his teeth, knowing he deserved the talking down JP was going to deliver, but bristling just the same.
“No more touching.”
Rob didn’t like taking orders. Not even from JP. He didn’t need to be told to leave Jane alone. Look at how much he’d already sacrificed to put distance between them. The most enchanting woman he’d ever met, and he’d willingly pushed her away.
“I’ll talk to her.”
“Just so long as that’s all you do.”
Rob bit his tongue. “There won’t be a repeat of what just happened with Kensington. I’ll make sure of it.”
“I’m more concerned about what happened in the garden between the two of you.”
“There won’t be any repeats of that either,” he bit out.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
JP watched him a while, before commenting. “You know, I told you I’d speak up when and if I felt I should.” He paused until Rob glanced at him. “I’m worried she’s gotten under your skin.”
“She’s just another woman.” Liar.