Page 33 of Legal Attraction

“I suppose that’s true.”

“We aren’t going to solve this tonight. But I’m happy we have a secure line and a safe house. Should we meet at least once a week to talk about any developments?”

“And get dinner and maybe dancing sometimes or the local bar?” He winked. “Sure!”

She shoved him gently. “You feel like I’m asking you out?”

“Aren’t you?”

“Well, now that you mention it, I did see it as a plan with multi-faceted benefits…”

“Oh, did you? And what were some of these?”

Men’s voices interrupted. Paul, her head of security peeked his head in the door. “We have some interest in Rand’s car out back. We’ll watch the situation, but they have had access to it.”

“Enough access to plant something dangerous?”

“Maybe not that much, but a tracking device or a bug? Sure.”

“Thank you, Paul.”

He dipped his head and his voice could be heard down the hall.

“Do you have any sort of security at your place?” Coral bit her lower lip.

“Not really. I sleep with my gun.” He shrugged. “I’ll be alright.”

She shook her head. “Not tonight. Not with your car now needing a thorough sweep. Stay here.”

His eyebrows shot up. “You, Coral, are a fast woman.”

“Oh stop. You can have the corner bedroom. All by yourself.”

“That just sounds lonely.” He pulled her into a hug on the couch. “Thank you. I’d love to stay the night. But I’ll be fine at my place.”

“Just this one. Please. I won’t sleep unless you do.”

He hesitated and then nodded. “If you let me make breakfast.”

“Deal.”

“I make a mean omelet.”

“I only like nice omelets.”

“You’ll like this guy. He’s grumpy but his inside is soft and gooey.”

Coral wondered if he was describing himself a little bit. “Are you going to change personalities at work?”

“Probably.”

“Hm. You’re like your omelet then?”

“I can’t be showing you any favoritism.”

“I guess not, but maybe a little?”

He laughed. “Not even a little.”

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