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As if accepting her positive appraisal as his due, he smirked and winked one of his slate-blue eyes at her She snapped out of her trance Pretty boys They were all the same, self-centered jerks who looked like Apollo and acted like Hades She’d learned that lesson the hard way

So he wasn’t the Voice of Doo questions that were better left to law enforcement? Time to find out

“I’ I can help you with?” Proud of her steady, al bar

The man sauntered over and stopped an inch shy of her toes He was tall and so close She inhaled his musky scent His black shirt’s buttons, level with the tip of her nose, worked valiantly to hold the ether across his et a peek at the treasure beneath

She forced her gaze upward Her feet ached to take a step back, or forward, but she’d be daive him the satisfaction

“Who’re you and what do you think you’re doing in my restaurant?”

He laughed Her nipples tightened at the warht when he tweaked her on the nose

“You’re a spitfire, aren’t you?” He chuckled, low and soft

Her jaw nearly dropped to the floor She couldn’t believe it He’d tapped her on the nose as if she were a five-year-old girl or a dog An indignant flush swept up from her toes

She ed, just barely, not to kick him in the shin

“I’m Jake Warrick with Absolute Security in Denver You arbage”

“Only one body, thank you very much” The words flew out before she could formulate a witty response

“Yes, Kendall Burlington Her father hired ation They want tostays on the up and up”

Claire’s jaw jutted out at the insinuation about her brother’s law enforcement ethics Hank was the most ethical man she knew He’d lock up his own mother before he’d be part of a cover up

“Oh you, you…”