was identical in looks to her twin, but she exuded a fascinating combination of innocence and sexuality that appealed to him. The sexy nightgown that had slipped open revealing her long, slender thigh was a turn on too. âSo whatâs your real name, Princess?â
He felt her hand grip into the back of his neck. âRuby.â
âJust when were you planning to tell me you were Emeraldâs twin?â he asked, before mounting the stairs two at a time to her apartment. Once upstairs, he walked through the open door up the hall and into the kitchen. Depositing her on the kitchen table, he spotted the red first aid kit on top of the refrigerator. He strode over, picked it up and put it on the table next to her.
âHow did you know?â
Jake took a deep breath. âIn the military we were trained to watch how people move. You walk differently from your sister. Your hips sway; your twin marches.â
Ruby grinned so that her lips widened and he noticed she had beautiful even teeth and very kissable lips even though they were pale at the moment.
âThatâs true. Sheâs always in a hurry.â
He reached up and stroked the top of her lip where there was a little scar. âYour twin doesnât have this.â
Ruby touched the skin, which tingled after his touch. âI had a fall when I was young. I had two stitches there. No one ever notices it.â
âYour sisterâs erratic in her time schedule, too. She never pulls the safety screen down at six oâclock. You didnât question it when I said it.â
âYou donât miss much,â she said, her eyes appreciative.
âI did ten years in the army, a lot of them on covert operations. Noticing details kept me alive.â
She took his hands in hers. âAre you mad with me?â
âI donât play games.â
âIâm sorry.â
âSo why play them?â
âIâm worried about my sister. Someone frightened her. I donât know where she is and sheâs left her mobile phone here. I wanted to test the waters. I thought you mightââ
âBe the man who scared Emerald?â Jake loosened his hands from hers, pulled a chair up, sat on it and took her foot in his hand so that he could look where the splinter of glass went in. It made him sick to the stomach that she could think that he was the sort of guy who would terrorise a woman, but it paid to be wary in The Cross, a place where trusting the wrong person could get you killed. He sized her up. Against him, she seemed petite in build. Even her foot was delicate looking. He turned it to the side, noticing how her toes curled when he touched her instep and the way her extravagant nightgown split all the way up to her creamy thigh.
âI thought you could have been the guy who scared my twin. At least, initially. I mean youâre tall and big and you look like you could take on anyone.â
He glanced up at her. âWhat changed your mind?â He knew he loomed over most people. Even in The Cross, people on the sidewalk parted to let him pass. Yeah, he could take care of himself and others if he needed to.
âYouâre so sweet.â
âHuh?â
She smiled and gave a little shiver as he split open a saline ampoule and poured it over her foot.
He straightened thinking of the action heâd seen in Afghanistan. Sweet. Who would have guessed? âThatâs not something I get called a lot.â
Ruby laughed and the tinkling sound of it washed over him. âWell I know youâre a big, tough guy but youâre sweet with me.â
He felt his cheeks crease into a smile as his gaze met hers and held it. He opened an antiseptic swab and cleaned away the blood on the underside of her foot. The wound had stopped bleeding and there was only a little pinprick where the glass had entered the sole of her foot.
So she found him hot. He was glad the chemistry wasnât one sided because