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Lexxie looked a lot more like our dad—skin a shade darker than mine, with a strong jaw line, and lush, curly hair. I looked more like Mom, and was several inches taller and leaner, while Lexxie was shorter and had curves.
“You got Dian Xin.” My sister clapped her hands together. “I love you.”
“I hope you love me for more than Chinese food.”
She leaned into me and rested her head on my shoulder. “I do. Because you’re the best sister in the entire world, even if you are appallingly Type-A, overprotective, bossy—”
“I’m not bossy.”
“Bossy people never think they’re bossy.” She rolled her dark-brown eyes. That was another difference, as mine were a lighter shade of brown. Amber eyes, Lexxie always called them.
“Eat before I hit you,” I said. “I’m starving.”
“Yes, wrangling numbers all day must burn the calories.”
I shot her a look and got some plates out of the cupboard. “How was your day?”
“Awesome.” Her face lit up. “I got an amazing photograph on this job in the bayou. I’ll tell you about it while we eat.”
Lexxie was a wildlife photographer and incredibly talented. I was insanely proud of her.
Then she cleared her throat. “In fact, I’m packed. I have to leave tonight.”
My gaze shifted behind her and that’s when I saw the suitcase sitting in the hallway. “Tonight?” My heart dropped. I’d hoped we’d spend some time together over the weekend. “Where are you going?”
“Arizona. A desert shoot. I’ll be gone a week. Two, tops.”
I continued to serve the food. “Okay.”
Lexxie squeezed my arm. “I’ll be back before you know it. In the meantime, you could try this thing called dating.”
“Dating? Never heard of it.”
“Because you’re a workaholic, my fancy, Treasury-agent sister.”
“I’ve got no time for it, and I’m not interested. Men take time, and usually just get in the way.” I shifted and accidentally knocked my files on the counter. They fell to the floor, and the photo of Kavner Fury hit the tile.
Lexxie gasped. “Talk about a man any woman would date.” She gave a low whistle.
I felt a spurt of annoyance, and snatched up the picture. “Fury is not dating material.”
“You are so wrong, big sis. Billionaire. Gorgeous. A man who would claim you, possess you.” She shivered. “He is so fine.”
I shoved the photo back in the file. “He’s a part of my investigation.”
“London, the Fury brothers are legends in New Orleans. They have the best story. Boys who grew up in foster care together, then turned into hot, successful men.”
I frowned. I had seen that Fury had spent some time in the foster care system, but I couldn’t quite believe it. He looked like he’d been born wearing Armani and driving sports cars.
“It remains to be seen if they’re criminals or not.”
Lexxie waved a hand. “I doubt they’re choirboys, but that just adds to the appeal.”
I straightened. “Criminal is criminal.” I’d learned that when our father had been sent to jail.
“The world isn’t all black-and-white, London.” Lexxie’s face turned serious. “As much as you’d like it to be. And don’t pretend Kavner Fury isn’t your type. You have a weakness for a handsome man in a suit. All the guys you’ve dated in the past were corporate suits.”
I lifted the plates. I couldn’t argue that I had a thing for a man in a well-cut suit. “Let’s eat. I’ll take Chinese food over a man any day.”
