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wasn’t. I helped him pack up his apartment. Oh, and we ran into one of his colleagues when we went out for dinner last month, and the two of them were talking about the transfer.”
    “So in three weeks, Psycho McGee will be gone.”
    “Glory hallelujah.”
    “Did you join a Baptist church when I was overseas? Forget it, don’t answer that. Knowing you, you probably did. Anyway, we need to make sure he stays away from you until then.”
    “My super had the locks changed this morning, and I won’t leave the apartment unless I’m with somebody.”
    “Not good enough.”
    A warning bell chimed in her head. “What does that mean?”
    Without answering, Carson gave her shoulder one last squeeze before getting to his feet. “I’ve gotta go. I wanted to stop by the restaurant to surprise Holly for lunch.”
    As he strode toward the door, Jen shot off the couch and hurried after him. “What did you mean by not good enough , Carson? What are you planning and why do I get the feeling it’s going to annoy the shit out of me?”
    Shooting her a saccharine smile, Carson reached out to ruffle her hair, a gesture that never failed to aggravate her. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head, Jenny. I’ll make sure nothing happens to you.” He reached for the doorknob. “Lock up behind me.”
    Stifling a sigh, Jen watched her brother go, then flicked the deadbolt and locked the chain. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Carson was about to add a little more misery to her already miserable life. He’d always been incredibly overprotective of her, just like their dad. But what else could she expect? When you were related to a retired admiral and an active-duty SEAL, macho posturing was a fact of life.
    Her shoulders felt heavier than stone as she went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. She kind of wished it was a shot of whiskey, but she wasn’t much of a drinker, and besides, no amount of alcohol could improve her mood.
    When had everything become such a mess? She’d lost her job, her love life had turned into Fatal Attraction , her brother had snapped into alpha-male caveman mode, her parents would probably lecture her for falling for a psycho.
    And to make matters worse, her sexy stranger hadn’t called, even though it had been two days since she’d given him her number.
    You’re better off. This isn’t the time for a new relationship .
    Yeah, that was probably true. Adding a new complication to the mix would undoubtedly lead to disaster, but even knowing that, she couldn’t help but feel a spark of disappointment.
    She’d really enjoyed that encounter with Cash McCoy at the Tavern. The conversation, the laughter, the hot make-out and groping session. After being on edge for the past month, looking over her shoulder expecting Brendan to pop out of the shadows, it had been nice to let loose and flirt with a hot guy.
    And kiss a hot guy.
    And almost have sex with a hot guy.
    Just the memory of those piercing blue eyes and chiseled male-model features made her pulse speed up. Hands down, Cash McCoy was the sexiest man she’d ever met. She shivered, remembering the feel of his hard chest against her breasts. The thick ridge of arousal pressing into her thigh. The firmness of his lips and greedy thrust of his tongue.
    Jen gulped down the rest of her water, suddenly feeling parched. She didn’t normally fool around with complete strangers, but Cash had unleashed some kind of primal urge inside her. The urge to fuck him senseless.
    If they hadn’t been interrupted, she knew without a doubt that senseless fucking would’ve definitely been on the agenda.
    And she would’ve loved every second of it.
    “You’re such a little slut,” she mumbled to herself.
    She couldn’t help but laugh. Ha. Hardly. Truth was, she was the furthest thing from slutty. She wasn’t a virgin, but she hadn’t sown any wild oats either. Which sucked, because sowing some oats sounded unbelievably appealing to