company when he became my bodyguard?”
“Truthfully? I had no idea,” Jenna said. “Pat doesn't discuss your job like that. Don't get me wrong. He's always seemed proud of you, but no one in your family makes a big deal about the fact that you're an actor. Honestly, because you look more like Anja, I had no idea you were their other son.”
“You don't follow the Hollywood scene?”
She laughed. “I got enough of that when I was growing up in Beverly Hills. Half of what's out there is barely true or completely false. Celebrities. Now there's a group who could benefit from the programming I'm currently developing.”
“Really? Tell me more.”
“It's boring stuff if you're not a computer junkie.”
Rob raised his hand. “Computer junkie at your service.”
“No way.” He was too hot to be a computer geek.
“Way. I have a degree in computer science from MSU. I should have been a programmer. Dad probably wishes I was. My career in film takes Mom away from home a lot these days. Since I ended things with Rachel, she and Amy have been taking turns at events.”
Was he just trying to appease her? That would be low. “Done any programming lately?”
“I'm in the process of programming my houses. I want access to them from anywhere in the world.”
“No joke?” He shook his head and smiled. This was a very pleasant surprise. The man was hotter than hell and smart. Oh my .
“Lunch is ready!” Pat shouted.
“We should talk more later,” Jenna said. “I'd love to hear about this smart house stuff you're doing.”
“Absolutely.”
All during lunch, she caught Rob looking at her. She couldn't help but steal glances at him, too. The longer she looked at him, the sexier he got. Listening to him talk, hearing him joke with his family, just made the gorgeous outer package more appealing. At one point, their eyes met and the smile he gave her would have melted the clothes off a nun. Willingly. Damn.
After lunch, Pat's grandkids were playing in the water with their father and uncle, while his wife and daughter-in-law did dishes and his daughter put her son down for a nap. The women refused her help.
Pat said, “Robbie, why don't you take Jenna for a ride on your boat?”
Subtle, Pat , Jenna thought.
Rob smirked, understanding what his father intended. “Want to go for a ride?” he asked.
Jenna thought, Not on the boat . But she said, “Sure.”
Rob gestured for her to head to the dock, where a 22-foot pleasure craft was tied on the side opposite Pat's fishing boat. He took her hand, helped her into the boat, then stepped down inside. He was shirtless – all the men were – and as he lowered himself into the hull, she saw his muscles move. Her swim bottoms grew damp. She sat in the passenger's seat and watched him maneuver the boat away from the dock with great skill, his torso flexing as he backed the boat around and left the shore behind them.
They drove fast for a bit, a thrilling ride with a gorgeous man in control of so much power. He slowed the boat to cruising speed and drove her around the lake for a little while. They discussed her thesis, what she did at CyTech, including the programming Deacon Security was testing and the work Jenna was doing on search algorithms. It was great to have a real conversation outside work for once.
“So, where do you live?” she asked.
“I bought a house in Malibu a little while ago. It still needs a ton of renovations, but I'm having the wiring redone so it can be a smart house, too.”
“I'd love to see that.” Among other things .
“I can show you the renovations we're doing at my house here. It's pretty much the same thing. Well, except that the house here had some old knob and tube wiring left. But the new stuff is the same. Want to see it?” he asked.
“Sure, but won't everyone think that's weird?”
“They won't know unless we tell them. My house is down the lake from Mom and Dad's. I bought this failed development and we built houses