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was light and flowery and he tried not to jerk when she took his hand. 
    Although not as short as her mother, the top of her head only came to the middle of his chest.  She was on the slender side but she had lovely full breasts that pushed at the fabric of her green blouse. 
    She studied his hand carefully before turning on the hot water.  He rolled the sleeves of his shirt up and she washed the blood from his skin before patting it dry with a clean towel.
    “This might hurt,” she warned him before manipulating his knuckles lightly. 
    He didn’t flinch and she gave him a tentative smile.  “Well, I don’t think it’s broken but I’m not a doctor so take my diagnosis with a grain of salt.”
    He shrugged.  “It isn’t broken.”
    She arched her eyebrow at him.  “Have you broken your hand before, Mr. Anderson?”
    “Yes.  And call me Jax.”
    She pressed a clean piece of gauze to the biggest scrape on his knuckle, holding it firmly to stem the blood still trickling from it.  “I suppose that shouldn’t surprise me.  In your line of work, I imagine you’re used to broken bones.”
    He didn’t reply.  Her soft touch was making not completely unwanted tingles of pleasure run up and down his arm and he was fighting a ridiculous urge to lean in and kiss her full lips.  He snorted inwardly.  Now was not the time to indulge in a meaningless bout of sex and besides, Melanie didn’t strike him as that type of woman.
    “Is my brother in danger working for your boss, Mr. Anderson?”
    “I’m sorry?”  He frowned at her and she sighed impatiently.
    “I’ve heard the rumours about Jimmy Golden and I want to know if Cal is in danger.”
    “I didn’t realize you were in the business of personal security as well, Ms. Thomas.”
    “Excuse me?”
    “How much of your time do you spend babysitting your brother?”
    “Asking a simple question isn’t babysitting,” she said hotly.  “Do you not have any family, Mr. Anderson?  Family looks out for their own.”
    “Your brother isn’t in any danger,” he lied.
    She studied him carefully.  “Why are you lying to me?”
    He twitched backward.  He had spent so much time lying in the last two years that he considered himself an expert at it.  To have this woman so bluntly see through his lie made him incredibly uneasy.
    “I’m not.  Mr. Golden is a businessman, nothing more.”
    She made a very unladylike snort before removing the gauze and dabbing antibiotic cream on his torn and swollen knuckles.  “Bullshit.”
    He grinned at her.  “You seem to know an awful lot about Mr. Golden’s business practices.  I find that odd.”
    She carefully placed Band-Aids on the scrapes.  “Like I said, I’ve heard the rumours.  I’m not sure that Cal working for Mr. Golden is the best thing for him.” 
    “But being an escort is?”
    She shut the open bathroom door with a harsh thud and glared at him.  “Keep your voice down!”
    Her cheeks were bright red and she was glaring angrily at him and, once again, he was surprised by his desire to kiss her.  He tamped down the urge as her hand tightened around his.  “How do you know Cal was an escort?”
    He shrugged but didn’t answer and she stepped a little closer to him.  “You keep that to yourself, Mr. Anderson.  Our parents don’t know and it would be devastating for Cal and our parents if they found out.  Do you hear me?”
    He nodded, fascinated by the bright blue ring of colour around her pupils.  “I do.”
    His gaze dropped to her mouth and she licked her bottom lip nervously.  “Stop looking at me like that.”
    “Like what?”
    “You know what,” she said.  “I don’t like you, Mr. Anderson.  I want you to stay away from my brother.”
    He grinned again.  “You don’t even know me.  And I told you to call me Jax.” 
    He moved a little closer, no longer willing to ignore his odd and immediate attraction to her, and she licked her lips again before straightening