Page 78 of The Work Wife

“Last question before we hand the cards over to the men. What would your husband say is his favorite part of your body?”

Everyone looked at Wes expectantly. He looked nervous about his answer, but with a sigh he shrugged and said, “Her eyes. Especially when she smiles. It makes my day every morning.”

Jamie smiled and flipped her card over, which also said Eyes.

Yes, Wes was an ass man, but she knew he’d never admit to having a thing for hers. Even if it was all part of the performance.

His face lit up when he saw her answer, and they met each other at the end of the table to chest bump and hug it out.

The other couples got their answers wrong.

The next round went just as well, leaving Wes and Jamie far ahead of the others.

“We’re getting our asses handed to us by the newlyweds,” Lance complained.

“You forget, Jamie has been my work wife for the last five years. We’ve probably spent more time together than you have with your real spouses.”

“No fair!” Rob said, as cries of “Cheater!” came from the other end of the table. In the end they were the victors, and received a gift card to dinner at a nice restaurant back home.

Wes winked at her as he took his seat again. She’d known how compatible they were and how much they knew about each other before the game. It was one of the reasons she hadn’t been that worried about them getting married.

But she’d never realized other people didn’t have what they had. Even married people.

Their relationship was something special.

* * * *

Wes was glad he hadn’t gone with his initial answer on the body-part question. Telling the whole world how much he enjoyed Jamie’s ass wouldn’t have been smart. Sure, everyone else would have understood, but it would have been awkward for Jamie and him. Especially since he’d only noticed his fondness for it last night as he was groping it through a towel. It was best to keep his thoughts off her ass. As well as his hands.

He’d gone with eyes for his answer, which was also true. And since he spent more time looking at her eyes than her ass, it was a valid response.

“Okay, everyone. Before we leave, I want to go around the table and each one of us is going to tell the story of the moment they knew they wanted to spend the rest of their lives with the person sitting across from them. Rob will start and we’ll move around the table to the right.”

Great. It meant he was going to be third. He needed to come up with something quick. Rob’s story went on for what seemed like forever, but Wes still hadn’t come up with anything by the time Curt started.

Damn the man, he’d kept his story short and sickeningly sweet. It was only a matter of minutes before all eyes were on Weston.

He looked up at the only set of eyes that mattered. Jamie was smiling at him. No doubt she expected him to come up with some outlandish and fictitious tale.

Instead he opened his mouth and told the truth. Or as close to it as possible.

“It was five years ago in January. I knew I was getting a partner, and I knew she was starting that morning. I’d read over her file and noted her credentials. I knew she was qualified, but I wasn’t all that excited about the prospect of a partner. Especially not one who would share my office.” The others chuckled at his grimace.

“When she walked in with Rob, I welcomed her. I, of course, noticed she was pretty, but beyond that I didn’t let myself dwell on the fact she was female. She was a co-worker and therefore I made sure to keep it professional.

“Rob left us alone and she sat at her desk, looking nervous and uncomfortable. We chatted in an effort to get to know one another, but she was still a stranger.”

His gaze was locked on hers.

“Until Cindy brought in my model of the Hudson River Overlook and set it on the worktable. Jamie’s face came alive with interest as she walked closer to it.” He swallowed, remembering the pride he felt to inspire such emotion.

“She stared at it for a long moment. Her finger followed the line of the building and then stopped.” He paused a moment for dramatic effect as Jamie pressed her lips together, trying not to laugh. “Then she said, ‘This is amazing, but if it were me, I would continue this line underneath the glass so it’s more fluid and reflects the lines of the water.’”

Everyone laughed, including him. But then he held up his hand.

“The thing is, she was absolutely right. We changed it and it looked so much better. I knew at that moment she was going to truly be my partner. That we would complement each other’s strengths and fortify each other’s weaknesses. And five years later our bond is stronger than anything I’ve ever built in my life.”

He studied her face, seeing her more clearly than he ever had.