She had a clear, well-spoken voice, almost posh, and it was obvious that she had been raised with good manners, manners that Jay did not have. She took in small mouthfuls of food every few sentences, swallowing quickly before she’d open her mouth to continue. She kept match with Jay as he chewed stolidly through his steak, and her eyes rarely left his. He got the feeling she was analysing him as she talked, that she was engaging in several things at once, most of them behind the scenes. Behind those green ocean eyes.
