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woefully. “I’m back in New Orleans because I was asked to spend the month providing
     insight on the new training procedures. Since I implemented them on my ship, I decided
     to help out.”
    She didn’t believe that for a second. “And that’s the only reason you’re here?”
    He sent her an unreadable smile. “I have some other things to accomplish while I’m
     here.”
    “You want us to look into your father’s case again.” Nothing else made sense to her.
    “I’m here for numerous reasons. One, my mother’s birthday is soon. Two, Gus is taking
     a little time off. So I came to be with my family. After everything that happened,
     family is my priority.”
    She understood. “I’m glad. I think your mom is lonely. I’m pretty sure Gus isn’t.”
    Dax shuddered, proving he’d heard about Gus’s proclivities. “I do not need to know
     what my sister is doing. Or who. I came back tomake sure my mother is all right . . . and to take care of a few other loose ends.”
    Finally they were getting to the point. “Did you come to see Jim or Bill?”
    His eyes pinned her. “I came to see you, sweetheart.”
    Damn, but she was in trouble. “Why? I can’t help you.”
    “Oh, I think you can. Holland, have dinner with me. Give me a chance.”
    She shook her head because even if the Spencer name wasn’t as shiny as it had once
     been, they still came from different worlds. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
    Besides, Holland wasn’t entirely sure what he was after. He might be asking for her
     to reopen his father’s case. Or he might be asking her for a date. Either would be
     a bad freaking idea.
    “Holland, listen. Please. You’re the only one who might give me a shot, the only one
     who might hear what I have to say.” His jaw hardened to a stubborn line. “Have dinner
     with me. Let me plead my case.”
    “Or?” There was always an “or” in these types of conversations.
    “I spend the rest of my life knowing I didn’t do everything I could to honor my father.”
    Shit. What was she supposed to do with that plea? He’d given her the one argument
     that guaranteed she wouldn’t turn him away. “All right. My place. Eight o’clock. Don’t
     be late.”
    He flashed dimples, sending her into a tailspin. “I’ll bring the wine.”
    He turned and strode out, leaving her watching his amazingly hot backside and wondering
     what the hell she’d agreed to. She’d known she couldn’t handle him when he’d done
     his best to persuade her to give him a shot during Joy and Zack’s reception years
     ago. Not much had changed. Besides, she’d wanted a career of her own then. She still
     did. Certainly, she didn’t want to be like her mother, following her father from base
     to base, always having to make new friends and find a way to fit in. If she’d allowed
     herself to date Spencer back then, she would behis wife now and she would have had his children, watching him as he rose through
     the ranks and left her further and further behind.
    She wanted more for herself.
    Yes, she was stronger now. More mature. She’d had more experience with the opposite
     sex. Could she handle him? Ready or not, it seemed she was going to findout.

TWO

    D ax tried not to stare at Holland as she set a steaming plate in front of him. He was
     so hungry. Not for the food. Oh, it smelled delicious and he wasn’t surprised that,
     despite being a tough NCIS investigator, she could also produce what looked like a
     gourmet meal. Holland Kirk was the kind of woman who would master anything she put
     her mind to.
    Yeah, he wanted the food, but he craved her far more. She was still the most beautiful
     woman to him. Her blond hair cascaded around her shoulders in waves. When he’d seen
     her earlier, she’d had it tucked up in a tidy bun that matched her neat but utilitarian
     clothes. But when she’d opened the door to him not fifteen minutes earlier, she’d
     looked so pretty and feminine in jeans