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“Not really. My friend left nursing to become a skip tracer in Denver. Her husband has a detective agency that’s affiliated with a big detective agency in Houston, Texas. She’s very good at what she does.”
“I’ve worked with detective agencies in Texas,” he remarked, still putting notes into his smartphone. “Sorry I can’t tell you more.”
He looked up, affection and soft wonder in his expression. “Honey, I work for the best law enforcement agency in the world. I can take it from here. I need to make use of my very expensive training.”
She grinned. “I guess so.”
He smiled at her. “What is there to do in this town at night?” he asked.
She shrugged. “Not much. We don’t have pole dancing or amusement parks,” she teased. “There’s a movie theater and an ice-skating rink. That’s about all, unless someone wants to drive all the way to Denver.”
He pursed his sensual lips. “There’s a lot to do in Denver,” he said.
She sighed. “I know. But it’s a very long drive. My car wouldn’t make it halfway.”
“My car would.”
Her heart jumped. Was he suggesting . . . ?
“I’ll have to go to Denver to check this out. I can’t do this much detective work online. So when’s your next day off?”
The world became a wonderland, just that quickly. Her silver eyes brightened with joy. “I’m off tomorrow and the next two days,” she said. “We work four days on, fifteen hours a day, and then we get three days off.”
He grimaced. “You’re on your feet a lot.”
“You get used to it.” She smiled. “What do you have in mind?”
“Just a day trip, but I’d enjoy the company.”
Her face lit up. “Me, too,” she said softly.
His chest expanded with pure delight. “Okay, then. You’ll have to get up early.”
“I’ll just stay up, when I get off my shift,” she said simply. “I can sleep when we get back.”
He frowned, hesitating.
“I’ve done it before,” she told him, and smiled. “I have sleep issues. Every few nights, I can’t sleep at all.”
He sighed. “I have those, too.”
“Mine are from stress on the job,” she said. She studied his face. “I expect yours are from more than stress.”
He didn’t speak at all.
One of her small hands slid over his that was resting on the table. “I’m not going to propose marriage,” she said drolly. “I was just making a comment.”
He laughed. “Is that how I looked?”
She nodded. “Pretty much.” Her eyes slid over him. “I know you aren’t going to settle down in the wilds of Colorado, if that helps.”
His hand turned over and his fingers curled into hers. “Life is different since I met you,” he said after a minute, making her heart jump. “I’m not used to women who nurture. If you want the truth, I only seem to attract the sort that step over you on the way to another man.”
Now it was her turn not to speak. She was thinking that she could never do that, not for any reason. In a very short space of time, he’d become part of her day-to-day life. She frowned a little, because she didn’t understand why.
“Have you ever been in love?” he wanted to know.
She laughed. “I don’t think so,” she confessed. “I’ve had crushes on doctors and once, even, on another nurse—a male one,” she clarified. “But the sort of love they describe in novels, no, I don’t think so.” She looked up. “You?”
