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“You’re not alone. Kate is good at her job, you know that. I’m good at mine. I can find answers. At the very least, we need to know if you’re in any danger.”
“The only danger I’m in is of being humiliated and exploited on the Internet,” she said bitterly.
His hands tightened around hers. “I won’t let anyone exploit you.”
She jerked her head up and stared at Sean. She had never heard him sound so venomous. Every time she’d seen him, up until last night, he’d been witty and seemingly lighthearted. Smart, but shallow.
He had far more depth than she’d thought. It made her wonder if his typical carefree attitude was his protective shell.
“The FBI isn’t going to let this case go. Kate won’t let them.”
“I agree. But it won’t hurt if I sniff around. Quietly.”
“Just don’t get in trouble.” And don’t get me in trouble.
“I’ll do my best,” he said, trying to sound casual but failing. “Patrick said there’s something you need to do tomorrow. Said if you won’t cancel, I should go with you.”
“It’s a fund-raiser for WCF, the victims’ rights group I volunteer for. You’d be bored.”
“But you’re going?”
“I have to. And honestly, whatever Morton was here for, if it was to hurt me—he’s dead. I don’t know any of his other cronies, so I highly doubt anyone is after me. There’s no reason.”
“I agree, but humor us, okay?”
She nodded. She hadn’t wanted to go alone, anyway.
“Good. Now, how formal?”
“Business attire.”
“And here I thought I could wear my tux. I bought it for my brother’s wedding and haven’t worn it in two years.”
Suddenly, there was nothing Lucy wanted more than to see Sean in a tuxedo. He would look good in anything, but a tux would be…incredible. “That might be a tad too formal,” Lucy said.
“Another time.” He smiled at her and Lucy knew he was talking about them, a date—her and Sean. Just the way he smiled, the way his blue eyes brightened mischievously, the way his fingers began to tap on the palm of her hand, she realized he was flirting. Subtle, but she couldn’t miss it. She was speechless.
She couldn’t just stare at him. “You want to drive tomorrow or shall I?” Lucy asked Sean.
He looked at her with mocked indignation. “I always drive.”
She raised an eyebrow. “You do?”
“I’m a guy. You have brothers, you must understand that it’s our right. Isn’t it in the male code book? Men always drive?”
He said it with such a straight face she couldn’t help but smile. “What if I drive your car?” she asked.
Now he really did look pained. “My car?”
“What, you don’t let anyone take it out?”
“No.” He was serious about that one. “I might let you drive it someday,” he said cautiously. “But not tomorrow.”
“I’m going to hold you to that.”
“Yeah, I thought so,” he grumbled.
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