Too Wild. Jamie Sobrato

      “Urges?” He couldn’t wait to hear her explanation.

      “Yeah, urges.” She paused, giving him a once-over. “Whenever life gets stressful, I tend to react by following my impulses, which can lead to rather outrageous behavior, as you saw in the bathroom.”

      Travis shrugged. “No harm done.” Other than the image of her lush body burned in his memory for eternity.

      “I’m getting this vibe about you.”

      “What sort of vibe?”

      Her eyes sparked mischief. “An uptight one.”

      “Thanks, that’s just the impression I was going for.”

      “You strike me as one of those guys who’s going to die at an early age from a heart attack or a stroke, before you ever get to relax and enjoy life.”

      Travis ignored the protests of his ego and bypassed her insult. “I’m still waiting for your condition on the deal.”

      “That’s what I’m talking about. You and I, we have a mutual need. I’m stressed out by crazy people stalking me, and you’re stressed out by your job or my sister’s wedding or whatever. We both need to let off some steam.”

      He thought of the way he’d snapped at his brother that very morning before coming to meet Jenna. Blake had simply been acting like his usual irresponsible self, turning in a report late, and even though Travis always set artificial deadlines for his brother to make sure the work really got to him when he needed it, he’d exploded right there in the office, in front of his secretary—which meant the entire office building knew about it by now.

      Yeah, he definitely needed to let off some steam.

      “So what does that have to do with the deal?”

      “I’ll impersonate Kathryn starting next week. But until then, I’m Jenna. You can coach me on acting like Kathryn, but after hours, I’m still me. All weekend long, we work on unwinding.”

      Travis didn’t quite see where she was going, but he played along. “Okay, I’ve always found the wine country to be relaxing. Slower pace, quiet—”

      “That’s not what I mean. The most effective place I know to relieve stress—to really relieve it—is in bed, and I don’t mean sleeping.”

      Travis blinked. He couldn’t argue with her there. Nothing like sex to put the spring back into his step. But he hadn’t even had a serious date lately, let alone—

      She continued. “You’re single, I’m single, we’re attracted to each other, I think. No one will have to know.”

      “Let me get this straight. You want to make a sexual relationship part of our business agreement?”

      “Not when you put it like that. I’m just saying I need a little companionship this weekend, and I think you do, too.”

      Travis frowned. A weekend alone, letting off steam, as Jenna put it, with one impossibly sexy woman. It was either the best idea he’d heard in a long time, or it was absolutely nuts.