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    Josh reached one finger through the bars to traildown her bare arm. He watched, fascinated, as a path of chill bumps appeared in his wake.
    â€œI don’t mind being your prisoner, honey, but couldn’t we play this out somewhere else? Like your place, maybe?” He kept his voice low enough that only she could hear. What did it matter if he let himself get a little distracted by Lexi now? He sure as hell wasn’t going to gain anything for his investigation from inside this cell.
    Maybe she thought about it. She stilled for a moment and watched him with a predatory interest that made him want to rattle the damn cage.
    Then she folded her arms over her chest and stepped back. “Sorry, I don’t fraternize with the inmates. Especially not the ones who refuse to play the game.”
    â€œLex, I’m ready to play whatever games you have in mind.”
    He couldn’t be sure in the dim light, but he thought he actually made her blush.
    â€œI don’t need you to play those kinds of games, wise guy. I needed you to turn that sexy charm on any one of the umpteen hot and bothered ladies who filed past your cell tonight. You couldn’t have done your part to help the homeless?”
    Words escaped him. She looked seriously offended.
    â€œSorry, Lexi.” He couldn’t exactly explain to her his reasons. At least, not now. How had the dominatrix gone from turning him on, to making him feel like the world’s biggest heel in ten seconds flat? “Let me ransom myself to make up for it, and I’ll buy you a drink.”
    She frowned. “Too many drinks made me cuff you in the first place. Why don’t you just cool your heels for a little longer and maybe I’ll ransom you, if you can remember not to snarl at anyone else.”
    He smoothed his tie and straightened his lapels. “I’m working for time off with good behavior, honey, and I’ll pay you back for your trouble.”
    A ghost of a smile played around her lips. Josh found himself eager to see that saucy grin again.
    â€œI’ll be sure to collect, Winger.”
    She sauntered off with a definite swing to her sequined hips.
    Apparently he wasn’t the only one who noticed, because his cell mate emitted a long, low whistle.
    Josh bristled. “The wiggle was meant for my eyes, Jack.”
    The linebacker shook his head, grinning. “It’s Alec. And sorry, man, but I’m not blind.”
    â€œDon’t you have a wife around here somewhere?” Josh wondered if he could keep his word about not snarling.
    â€œYep. She’s probably too busy dishing about Lexi to come bust me out of here, though.”
    Josh frowned. “What do you mean?” Lexi might be a little flirtatious, but she didn’t exactly seem like the home-wrecking type.
    â€œYou know, all that garbage they said about Lex in her magazine today. The women can’t get enough of it.” Alec shrugged his big shoulders and pulled a face.
    Protective instincts roared to life. “A magazine article about Lexi?” Josh knew how it felt to have hispersonal life splashed all over the headlines—most of it untrue. Had Lexi been subjected to that?
    â€œShe’s not your girl?”
    â€œNot yet.” The words sprang forth before Josh had the chance to consciously form them. He definitely wasn’t in the market for a relationship. Then again, he couldn’t picture not seeing Lexi again. “But we seem to have…hit it off.”
    â€œYou know that fashion magazine she reviews for?” Alec slumped against the cell bars.
    Josh didn’t, but he nodded. He didn’t want to seem like some joker hitting on Lexi without knowing a damn thing about her.
    â€œWell, the magazine ran a letter to the editor today that trashed Lexi’s column and suggested she’s out of date, out of style, whatever.” Alec shook his head. “A bunch of catfight-type stuff. The women are