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a moment, her stiff posture, her obvious discomfort being here with him. She shouldn’t have come alone, especially not in light of the details he’d gotten from Phillip.
    “How bad has it been?” he asked bluntly.
    She looked up, her blue eyes flashing in surprise. Then she shrugged. “You’ve talked to Phillip and Barry, I’m sure.”
    “They haven’t been with you,” Connor pointed out. “A few visits on the road and phone calls from their office don’t count. Not with me. If I’m going to be responsible for your safety, then I need to know exactly what I’m dealing with.”
    For a moment it seemed her shell cracked, and he could see the lines of fatigue grooved around her eyes.
    “It’s not as bad as they make it out to be. I bring a lot of it on myself.” She lifted one small shoulder in a gesture of indifference. “I never wanted to surround myself so tightly with security that the public couldn’t get in. But now . . .”
    “It’s too much,” Connor guessed.
    “It’s exhausting. There have been a few threats.”
    “And Phillip wants to crack down, not make you so accessible.”
    Lyric nodded.
    “So tell me. How hard is my job going to be?”
    A small smile curved the corners of her mouth upward. “I won’t lie to you. I’m used to doing things my way.”
    “We don’t have to get along for this to work, but you do have to listen to what I tell you. Every word. And you have to follow directions.”
    She made a rude noise under her breath. “Just stay out of my way as much as possible.”
    “Deal.”
    She glanced sideways and appraised him with a seeking stare. “I think I like that you’re not kissing my ass.”
    “It’s not your ass I want to kiss.”
    The statement stunned both of them. Holy fuck, had he just said that? She blinked in surprise and then visibly retreated. The cocky, self-assured veneer was back, but for a moment, he’d seen something in her gaze that spoke to him. Longing.
    With a smirk, she leaned forward and planted her lips solidly on his. Heat scorched a path from his mouth straight to his dick and flayed open every nerve ending along the way. She licked over his lips as if challenging him to open to her, but before he could, she pulled away and slid off the bar stool.
    “Guess I’ll see you tomorrow, then.” She gave him a flip wave and strode out of the bar.

CHAPTER 4
     

     
    A fter an early morning jog, Connor showered and headed into Malone’s, hoping for some time to go over the file on Lyric Jones before everyone else showed up for this farce of a meeting. He should have known that Pop would already be in.
    When Connor let himself into the office, he heard voices from the conference room and frowned. Pop wasn’t the only one in way ahead of time.
    He went to the doorway to peer in and saw Phillip Armstrong having coffee with Pop. Pop looked up and motioned Connor in.
    “Glad you came in early, son. Phillip has something he wants to discuss with you before Lyric arrives.”
    Barely able to control his sigh, Connor pulled out one of the chairs and took a seat across from the two men.
    “I really appreciate you rethinking this,” Phillip said. “William tells me you’re well suited for this job, and the truth is, I need someone I can trust.”
    Connor shot Pop a glare. Well suited? What qualified him to be a babysitter slash bodyguard? His years in the army didn’t exactly prepare him to hover over a spoiled diva.
    Pop glared back and Connor refocused his attention on Phillip.
    “The danger to Lyric is more specific,” Phillip admitted.
    And Connor hadn’t thought this could get worse. “Care to explain what you mean by that?”
    “We’ve received what we believe to be credible threats. I pay a team a hell of a lot of money to discern whether a threat is merely someone mouthing off and wanting attention or whether it’s something we need to pursue.
    “Mostly it’s the former and we nip it in the bud. People aren’t terribly smart and