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baggy sweatpants and a stretched out blue sweatshirt which matched the color of her eyes looked sexy as hell on Sunny. She’d pulled her hair into a pony tail and her small feet were hidden in a pair of girlish, fluffy, pink slippers.
    With her tomboyish ways, he never considered she’d own anything girly, fluffy, and especially pink. The black framed glasses perched on the tip of her nose almost caused him to come undone. He didn’t usually go for the brainy look, but the whole effect had him rethink his prejudice. Nerdy looked great from this view.
    He looked around her small, homey apartment. Antique wooden tables accented the array of bright colored leather furniture. Neon red, green, yellow and blue leather filled the room. Somehow the quirky furnishings matched her personality, and the way she’d arranged the old and new pieces brought the room together nicely. Pictures of her family were visible on every available surface, and unexpected piles of romance novels covered a corner of the floor to his right. He smiled at the discovery. He’d have guessed she’d be more interested in true crime or mysteries.
    He cleared his throat. “Nice place.”
    “I like it.”
    The way she slid her heart shaped pendant back and forth along the chain of her necklace betrayed her agitation. She hid her gaze beneath the fluttery fan of her lashes.
    “Surprised to see me?”
    He waited until she’d taken a seat on the yellow sofa before he claimed a spot on the red chair across from her.
    “You could say that. I hoped you’d drop it and leave me to work alone.” The smile on her lips didn’t reach her eyes. “Your tough skin must’ve deflected the message I sent through my powers of mental telepathy.”
    He laughed outright before he could stop himself. Her outspoken sense of humor and girl-next-door-look were a lethal combination since she was off limits. Only an idiot would mess with the boss’s daughter. He dragged his gaze from her face and focused on the coffee table in front of him. An assortment of pictures littered the surface.
    “Are these from the DeVito case?”
    “Let’s be up front here. You can’t be anymore thrilled to work with me than I am with you.”
    She sounded nervous, and his gaze shifted to her face as she adjusted her glasses on her nose. He needed to focus his attention on something else besides Sunny if he wanted to get through this assignment.
    Judson picked up some of the photos, determined to work. Even though she wouldn’t have been his first choice to team up with he’d get through it for the sake of his old mentor, Glen. Hopefully Sunny had some smarts when it came to investigations and hadn’t relied on her brothers to do the leg work for her.
    “How long have you been working for Glen?”
    “About three weeks. He just gave me these pictures and notes from his own investigation. That’s what all of this is.” She swept her hand over the table.
    “How did you manage to get a job at the bar so quickly?” He lowered the pictures to study her.
    Her hand fluttered up and twirled a loose piece of hair from her pony tail. He unnerved her, and despite repeated warnings to himself not to let his attraction to her grow; he enjoyed his effect on her. When she tilted her head and licked her lips he couldn’t stop himself from surveying the glistening sheen her tongue left behind. His body tightened as he imagined how sweet she’d taste.
    Damn, his attraction could only lead to trouble. Trouble he needed to avoid. His head cleared in an instant as he remembered Roxanne, how he’d failed her because of their tight bond. He wouldn’t repeat it with Sunny. Sure, he’d watch out for her, but he wouldn’t let himself get close. A dash of humor and fun, but keep it strictly professional.
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    Sunny smiled and batted her eyelashes. In her best Dolly Parton imitation, complete with a southern drawl, she replied, “My sunny disposition.”
    His face remained blank as he studied her.